Every morning, I stop by Scooter’s. Same drink, same smile from the barista, same five quiet minutes before the day begins. It’s a small thing — a latte, maybe a breakfast burrito — but it adds rhythm to my day. I’ve seen others there too: a dad grabbing smoothies for his kids, a nurse picking up a cold brew before her shift, even a retired couple sharing muffins on the patio. T... https://scootermenu.us/