Quaffle? Isn't that something out of Harry Potter? Some quidditch thing?
Hmmm.
I am not sure but I had one for breakfast today. A new coffee shop Anchorhead opened across the street from the condo. There was a "Coffee" flag outside the door where a Tully's used to be. Since it is my personal mission to keep coffee shops alive during COVID (and sometimes baristas are the only people I see during the week), I have been bouncing around to all of the coffee shops in my neighborhood within a three block radius. Plus I had some insomnia last night and needed some caffeine to get through the day.
At one point, I had thought of creating a blog called "Decaf Mocha" where I would visit a different coffee shop, have a mocha, and post about it. That would have been much more exciting to share pictures of coffee in a ceramic mug at a nice table instead of a paper to-go cup, which is what I am stuck with now in COVID.
So what is a quaffle? I walked into this newly opened coffee shop at eight a.m. and my nose lead the way. I smelled a delicious baked good. I am trying the Keto diet where I am cutting down on carbs and sugar so I can hopefully avoid putting on more quarantine weight. At the same time, I am watching "The Great British Baking Show" which is a show dedicated to the many ways can people prepare flour, sugar, butter and salt with extra flavors.
The barista/owner said the aroma was a quaffle, a waffle made out of croissant dough with cinnamon.
After trying to avoid the smell smoke all weekend, the quaffle smelled lovely, but I had no intentions of getting food. I was at the coffee shop purely for caffeine. I was planning to go home and makes eggs for breakfast I swear to god. I got the quaffle, hoping it would be terrible and that I would never want another one ever again, that my quasi-Keto diet had cured me of carbs forever.
But no.
The quaffle was awesome. It was a slice of sunshine and bliss in the middle of this smoke and COVID shitshow. It was truly amazing and why hadn't anyone thought to do this before? It was getting a little depressed this weekend as the only thing to do in COVID time is GO OUTSIDE AND NOW WE CAN'T EVEN DO THAT? C'MON!!!! WTF? AARRRGGHHH!!!!
And then a very good friend who is young and idealistic beautifully said, "You know I feel kind bad sitting in my apartment working while the world literally burns. I feel like I should be doing something."
Nothing like a healthy dose of perspective to get me out of my self-induced pity-party. It is really icky and gross in Seattle, but how are these people in Portland surviving? And then I flip through my weather app, checking the air quality of other cities and I am jealous. Until like two days ago, I didn't even know there was an air quality index on my weather app. London is 2. New York is 21. San Francisco is 13. "Air Quality" is below "Visibility" and "UV Index," which I didn't know where there either. In Seattle we are holding tight at 269: Very Unhealthy.
I don't know if I would have tried the quaffle today if I hadn't been so depressed this weekend. I don't know if I would have enjoyed it so much if I hadn't been locked inside and needed something to cheer me up. But I am grateful for how much joy it has brought me today.
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