
This past weekend, after what seemed like a never-ending shopping trip at Bloomington's biggest eyesore, I made a point to stop in at a cool new coffee shop in south Minneapolis that I've been wanting to visit for a month or so, The Angry Catfish Bicyle & Coffee Bar.
Arriving a little closer to closing time than I would have liked, I managed to have enough time to get my order in and spend some time cruising the cool open space and (more importantly) drool over the sweet bikes. I was resolved to the fact that I would likely be drinking a cup of long past its prime coffee brewed hours before. What I ended up with was one of the best cups of joe that I've had in quite some time—worth the few extra moments it takes to get your cup in hand.