Here in San Antonio the closest Peet's is in Denver, or Chicago, which means I need to get on a plane or join a cattle drive to get a good cup.
In the meantime, I found a Starbucks on the river and have been filling myself up with Maple Machiatos.
Perhaps, Mr. Lewis, you should open your own shop?
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