Ohio mornings have a funny way of negotiating with me, and the deal usually involves coffee, a cozy chair, and the promise that I can take my time.
I have watched Ohio’s coffee scene grow from a handful of dependable favorites into a full-blown tour of independent shops that feel like little neighborhoods with espresso machines.
These places do not just hand over caffeine and send me back into the world; they offer warmth, quiet buzz, and the kind of comfort that makes a rainy day feel like it has better manners…