Just Off the Square - 309

There is a particular kind of magic that lives in 309 Coffee—the sort that settles gently into your bones like a familiar song you didn’t realize you’d missed.

It sits just off the square in Georgetown, where life still unfolds the way you wish more places would. Christmas parades with Santa tossing candy, lawn chairs lining the streets, music drifting through the air during the Georgetown Poppy Festival and the Georgetown Christmas Stroll… it all feels like something out of a storybook.

And right there, tucked into it all, is 309.

If Gilmore Girls had Luke’s, we have 309 Coffee. Not just for the coffee—though it’s wonderful—but for what happens inside. It’s where community lives. Where strangers become friends. Where everyone belongs in a way that feels real, not rehearsed.

For me, it’s more than a place—it’s part of my story.

It’s where I’ve sat with my watercolors, painting quietly while life moved all around me. Where I’ve worked for hours, building my first business one cup at a time. Where ideas were born, conversations mattered, and something meaningful was always just beginning.

My daughter was the very first employee hired there, back when she was still in high school. And now, she’s getting married in a few months.

Her fiancé asked me to meet him there—at 309.
We sat with coffee between us, and in that place that has held so much of our life… he asked for her hand in marriage. It couldn’t have happened anywhere else.

And no matter how old my children get, when they come home… they don’t just come home to me.

They come home to 309.

It’s where they see familiar faces who remember them as kids. Where laughter sounds the same. Where pieces of their childhood still live, tucked into the corners.

There’s a tree out front I’ve painted more than once—its roots long and steady beneath the ground. I think that’s what 309 is for us.

Deep roots.
Quiet growth.
A place that holds you, even as life keeps moving.

Because sometimes the most beautiful place in the world…
is simply the one that remembers you.

309 Coffee is a Hug in a Mug.