Sitting at a Starbucks

I know right, sacrilege! The Americanos made with their &ldquo;blond roast&rdquo; could best be described as… inoffensive. But occasionally I do make the trip over with the laptop or a book. There&rsquo;s something about the experience. The wooden tables, that specific pastry smell, the music they play, the whirring sound of the blenders, the hushed Mandarin and Japanese being spoken. It&rsquo;s…