Heinig was an exception, and we had walked by a bunch of times and been tempted by the frivolous cheerfulality of its windows. How can you not like this? It wouldn't be Christian not to.
The Iceberg, but in truth I've forgotten what order everyone was marching in the parade of bad coffee drinks in Weiner. Let's leave it at that.
Awww hell, I can't find a web site for these guys, and I'm too lazy to work on it right now.