http://kennebecjournal.mainetoday.com/news/local/5990458.html
http://www.roadsideamerica.com/blog/topless-coffee-maine/
The mind boggles. Maine just doesn’t seem to be the type of place for it. I imagine Pepperidge Farm-voiced denizens, like Lem and Ephas from WROR commenting on it.
“I Hyeah they got one o’ them topless coffee shops in Vassalboro.”
“Don’t it get cold?”
Normally I have my coffee black, but I’d consider taking some sugar and milk there.
This is a godsend. I’ve been waiting my whole life for a place where I can take my shirt off and enjoy a nice cup of coffee.
If this is part of a move towards naturist coffee shops, I’ll be sticking to getting mine in a jar.
Spilling would suck.
“Nope, they got lids.”
Was it Folger’s that had something about “from the mountains” in their ads? And what was that dude’s name? Hector Camacho? Manuel Noriega?
Never mind.
Nice! I am visiting the in-laws in Bowdoin next weekend, it might be amusing to stop by.
I like that they have topless male waiters too, very inclusive.
The best part of wakin’ up, is Folger’s and C-cups.
Hello. Mainer here. You know we don’t all wear flannel shirts, carry around double-sided axes and talk to our pet oxen. That’s only about 30% or so.
I’ll take mine topped with whipped cream & chocolate sprinkles.
Vassalboro is a bit of a hike from Portland (where I am), but I might be pursuaded to check the place out and report back to the masses.
You know, as a public service.
[coffee shop waitress] I got your mountains right here. [/coffee shop waitress]
Juan Feeldeez.
Can you get pictures?
Fish, you have a fan! I haven’t seen an unfunny post from you all week.
This isn’t a first for Maine - back when I lived in Portland (1999 or so) there was a strip club that was open for coffee and donuts in the morning. Right across from the Home Depot. It was pretty odd. They opened a small part of the club with some booths, and a mostly naked lady would bring you coffee.
Ah. Mark’s Show Place … now Platinum Plus. But they were just your basic titty-bar who had the the great idea of opening early. That wasn’t your down home coffee shop with waitresses who just happen to be topless. It was more of a house-music, bass and drum thumping, strobe/laser light monstrosity with just about full on naked chicks doing dirty dirty things.
So I’m told.
Yep; there can be only Juan.
Thanks! I guess I’m okay with having a fan, as long as I don’t have to sign anything. 
At least, not while getting your morning cup.