green grapes

The basement of St. Peter’s Lutheran Church in Port Jervis, New York, is lit with bright fluorescent lights. Clothes are piled high on tables pushed against the walls. In winter, the space is used as a warming station: a place where people without homes can find a hot meal and a warm place to stay. No one is coming here for warmth today – it’s 85°F degrees outside – but a large sign by the door explains in large lettering made with blue masking tape: “REPAIR CAFE, 1–4 P.M. TODAY! FREE!” I’m carrying an espresso machine that belongs to friends (bougie, I know).

The steam wand doesn’t work, and I’m hoping someone can fix it.