One Place With a Lot Going On

There’s so much going on at The 3rd that I’m going to devote all of today’s post to them.

I know I mentioned that they’ve gotten a liquor license, bit I don’t think I’ve told you about their newest venture: One By The Water Café. Looking at the current menu it appears they’ve got you covered for breakfast and lunch with wraps, soups, sandwiches and salads. It’s still a great place for coffee and a pastry but now there are more possibilities.

The annual Thanksgiving pie sale is up and running. You’d better hurry if you want to get an order in. The deadline is November 17th. This year they are offering two kinds of pie: sweet potato and pecan, plus loaves of Hummingbird Bread. Click here to learn more and to order. The pie sale is a fundraiser which helps support the mission of The 3rd to provide support to women of color who are entrepreneurs.

Have you ever attended the WOCAX art show at The 3rd? Now they are doing it year round. Keep an eye out for rotating art installations throughout the year and for opportunities to learn more about the artists.

On November 25th The 3rd will again be taking part in Small Business Saturday. This is a great opportunity to pick up holiday gifts and learn more about local small businesses. I’ll let you know more details when I have them.

The 3rd is also available as an event venue. It’s a beautiful space - - and centrally located - - and I recommend keeping them in mind when you’re planning something special.

The 3rd Community - - Co-working and Café - - is open Wednesday through Saturday 9 am - 4 pm and on Sundays 10 am - 4 pm.

Have you been there since they opened One By The Water? What is it like?

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