I’m sitting here in the Path Cafe in NYC’s West Village. If you exit the Christopher Street Path train station and turn right you can’t miss it. It’s so close my seat rumbles every time a train passes underneath. The place has free internet, decent coffee, average-price but tasty soups and paninis. I just finished a delicious breakfast sandwich with fluffed egg whites, sauteed spinach and melted low-fat Swiss cheese on a 7-grain roll. The best part — I’m the only one here.
I do a lot of writing. And, when you live in a Smart Car-sized apartment, you need to find good places to clear your head and write. I’ve tried Starbucks, and I continue to try Starbucks all over the city. But, oh my God are those places busy and noisy and becoming scenes more and more each day. So far, the Starbucks at 18th and Park is the only one where I’ve churned out more than a paragraph without spazzing. There’s a Starbucks just three blocks from where I sit now and I bet it’s packed. I’ve tried to write there often before work only to get so frustrated that I leave and end up at work early. Can you think of anything worse?
Why aren’t there more people here? Maybe it’s because the restroom is for customers only. Bruce, the man behind the counter, is a nice guy. For the few people that have come in, he knows what they want before they finish, even remembering that one woman eats her bagel with tomato, cream cheese and “hot sauce.” And the music is good too. It’s chill. Bob Marly’s “Stir it Up” is playing as the sun peaks over the roof of a building on Hudson and Christopher. Life is good at the Path Cafe. I just hope it’s good for the owners too. I’d like this place to stick around for a while.
The Path Cafe – 131 Christopher St. NY, NY