This has to be the weirdest idea for a small business I've heard in a long time:
Inside, two men sipped coffee at their booth; the rest of the tables were empty. There are 15 tables, with room enough for 58 people.
On Tuesday, inside were three topless women, one topless man and owner Donald Crabtree in a dress shirt and tie. Blue Oyster Cult's "Don't Fear the Reaper" was playing.
Brothers Dick and Rene Brochu of Augusta, ages 60 and 59, said they decided to stop by the Grand View Topless Coffee Shop after hearing about it from friends. Both men are retired.
But really, with how coffee-crazy Americans have become over the past decade or so, wasn't it a matter of time before someone married our love for caffeine with our love for prurient exhibitionism?
Probably the most surprising thing about this is that the topless coffee shop opened up in a small New England town of 4,000 people, and not a large urban area. I grew up in Tampa, Florida, infamously known as the strip club capital of the country, and the Grand View would certainly fit in there.
So watch out Tampa--you've got an upstart rival in the form of Vassalboro, Maine.