My Diesel Love Story is that I love the place so much that my save screen on my phone is of my two checking out the photo booth!
My Diesel Love Story is that I love the place so much that my save screen on my phone is of my two checking out the photo booth!
Enjoying Life. My first memory of Diesel is carrying my newborn daughter in a baby bjorn, facing outwards, to see the new coffee shop that had opened days earlier. It was apparently on a tragic mission to survive across the street from Starbucks, and for that alone it had my respect. My daughter had been …
Thanks a Latte In September 1999 one of my best friends (Mónica) and I moved to Somerville. We were fresh out of undergrad and trying to figure out our way in Boston. We were overwhelmed, optimistic, naive, excited, and felt the blessing and curse of new adulthood on our shoulders. We walked into Davis Square …
Power Outage in the 90’s I have fond memories of Diesel being a haven when we used to live in Davis. One night we lost power in our house, so we walked around the neighborhood and came upon Diesel open — we played pool and probably drank tea, and had a grand old time.Love Diesel …
Want to Get Some Coffee Sometime? 15 years ago I was working at Diesel Cafe and had noticed this cutie who would come in to the cafe some times. One night they came in and all night I tried to get the courage to ask them out. When they left the cafe before I made …
An Ode to the Diesel Bathrooms Your door, always ajar Beckoning me into your fluorescent fold Mirror reflecting the purple hue of an obsidian space I take out my phone, snap a picture, capturing a moment When my bone structure looks great, but also I felt held You’ve been there in times of need When …
Magic happens at the Diesel, all the time. The book of love is long and boring And written very long ago It’s full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes And things we’re all too young to know” – “The Book of Love”, by The Magnetic Fields “I could write a whole book of love centered at …
Want to Go to Diesel? Sometimes on Saturday mornings my mama wakes me up and says, “Do you want to go to diesel?” I think, “I’ll get to have a brioche egg sandwich and maybe orange juice!” and I put my clothes on as quick as I can. I also like raspberry lime rickeys and …
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