Sometimes I wait in my own lines – because I want to know what you’re experiencing in them. I want to know how long I’m waiting, how kind my baristas are, and the quality of beverage being served.  I make notes, and I try to improve.  Always.

A *little* bit bigger and we can get two stations in there. Hang in there Marshfield, it’s in progress.  But today, I’m overcome mostly with gratefulness.  Of all the places, you choose to come here.  In the rain. With zero breakfast sandwiches, no awnings, and long lines.  You still pull in.  You could have gone anywhere and yet here I am, in my own line, watching you wait in front of me and continue to pull in to wait behind me.

How can we thank you?  It means so much.

We promise to always be kind, and always go as fast as we can.  We know your time is important.  And we consistently make quality beverages, or fix them when we mess up.

Love you, Marshfield.  This is HOME.