Tea House On Court Street

I'm sitting in a place called the Tea House on Court Street in Cobble Hill--just over the Atlantic Avenue border from Brooklyn Heights. Sometimes working all day in my two-bedroom apartment gets so claustrophic I can barely think, so I hightail it outta there to a local tea or coffee joint. So imagine my joy when I heard this new place was opening up--just a few short blocks from me--and with free wifi! I thought I'd get my butt over here before it was completely run over by the stroller brigade. (Note: A Brooklyn phenomena. Lacking playgrounds and backyards, come too hot or too cold or too rainy days local mothers flock to these coffee shops where they can sip tea all day long and chat with other mamas while their toddlers loll about in their trendy Bugabo strollers.)

So I'm sitting here trying to take some notes on a short story I'm working on and that new novel I'm gestating. A little loud, but at least I've escaped the pull of the refrigerator and the TV and the loathsome sofa.