Stims & Moloko

Yes, the name references A Clockwork Orange. Stims & Moloko = Stimulants and Milk, according to Mr. Easy-​on-​the-​Eyes Barista. Pulled off the freeway as I was driving back to Seattle from an excursion up north, in search of non-​gas station coffee, and was served a very tasty americano at the perfect temp. He talked like he was the owner (or at least like he had named the place), so I googled the business and found the owner’s mailing address of record is three blocks away from me in Seattle. Does owner Craig Skelton commute from my Ravenna ‘hood to Arlington to sling coffee? Probably not. So I’m not sure to whom I’m apologizing when I say: Hey, sorry I forgot to tip you, cute gray-​haired coffee guy. It flashed into my gulliver about a mile down the road. You see, our conversation was distracting, and, well, I’m sure you’ve learned the challenges of dealing with mainly pre– or under-​caffeinateds. We was feeling a bit shagged and fagged and fashed, it being a night of no small expenditure. Catch you next time?