As I had mentioned in Tuesday's Coming Distractions column, the True Love Coffeehouse returns today! In fact, festivities commenced just minutes ago. I, for one, am super-duper excited that owners Kevin and Allyson Seconds have resurrected their popular cafe.
As you may recall, the old TLC shut down about two years ago after the Seconds lost the lease on the building.
Now, they're in a new locale just around the corner, at 2315 K St. Doors opened at 5, with an art show featuring works by Kep from the Groovie Ghoulies, and live music with Anton Barbeau and Bobby Jordan.
Getting the True Love back - finally - brings back a lot of wonderful memories of the old digs (pictured in a shot by The Bee's Hector Amezcua). There's the time that Allyson threw Kevin a big birthday bash and the whole cafe surprised him with a cake and a rowdy round of "Happy Birthday." That was right after the cafe opened in 2001 and I think everyone was still really giddy about the place, with its couches, tiny wood tables, artwork and games - a real home away from home.
Then, that first summer, it seemed like I spent every other waking hour there. The back patio was the perfect place to enjoy an iced coffee and the cool Delta breeze. Sometimes I'd just order a small salad and sit on the couch in the front of the cafe and people watch.
Of course, there were always great music shows, too, including the weekend "waffle jams" at midnight featuring - you guessed it - waffles from the self-appointed Waffle King, Tom Hutchinson.
(The Waffle King even had his own theme song that went like this: "He's quiet, he's a riot, yeah the King is all right/but he's only making waffles late late at night.")
Then, there was Barbeau's infamous 23-hour "Anton-a-thon, showcasing the pop artist and a ton of his friends performing, yes, 23 hours straight. For some reason, my most vivid memory of that event is dragging my unshowered self over to the cafe early in the morning to catch a friend's set and being greeted by local promoter Jerry Perry, who had his hand stuffed in a box of cereal. I think it may have been Count Chocula.
Some of my favorite shows there, however, were the Christmas Eve sets. In the interest of full disclosure, my husband Cory usually played those shows with his band, the Haints, and let me tell you, there's no better gift than being able to tell your family (politely, of course) that you have to leave the get-together early because of a Very Important Commitment. And, best of all, once we got there, it always felt like we'd just moved from one family to the next. Only this one doesn't expect presents or make certain comments (again and again and again.)
Ah, memories. I really hope the holiday tradition is picked up again this year. In any case, I can't wait to see what the new TLC brings.