It’s a busy mid-morning in Starbucks, but no weary shoppers are stopping by.
I look around me. Two men in crisp shirts and ties sit facing each other, notepads and pens competing for table space with disposable cups. A smartly-dressed woman sits alone in front of a slim Apple laptop. I imagine, based on no evidence, that she is drinking a skinny latte. An older, suited man sits on a stool at the long bar table with two laptops in front of him. Both are attached to power sockets, with one monitor displaying a complicated spreadsheet.
Welcome to a branch of Starbucks in Mexico City. If it is full of professionals at work, then that is only fitting for a coffee chain with a devoted following among the better-off capitalinos.
I’ve noticed in other cafes, like the Mexican-owned rival Cielito Querido, that there is a culture of lingering. You are not prodded into purchasing another drink. You can enjoy an extended catch-up with an old friend, or work on your freelance project. You can even have an English lesson.
Solid tables, comfortable sofas for your break-out sessions, wi-fi.
It’s an office space you can use for the price of a peppermint tea.