I must have thought I was already suffering from coffee withdrawal at 3PM because suddenly I started to panic. This intense smell of wonderfulness ,aka coffee in the making, suddenly slapped me in the face. Is my 5th dose of espresso love haunting me this afternoon already?? I thought. It was surreal when I turned the corner and I saw our San Francisco own Ritual Roasters at a booth. Not sure if they, per se made this bike, but they certainly made my afternoon.

Iced-coffee, get your Iced-coffee. Awesome.

Ding ding. Your fix is coming.