A few days ago, I decided to visit another neighborhood coffee shop. This place, about 6 blocks from my house, has been highly reviewed in local bakery/coffee publications, and one of the baristas who works there came into my coffee shop the other day telling us about their delicious breakfast sandwiches, and suggested we visit sometime. So I did.
As I walked in, I noticed how much smaller the “bar” was then ours, but the menu was substantially larger. The inside café seating was slightly smaller than our place, but they make up for it by having an awesome “patio” which is basically a revamped parking lot with picnic tables shaded with giant white umbrellas, and a few potted plants and trees strewn about to make it look like a little cement garden. Very effective.
Their hand written menu was slightly cluttered, but at least all the prices and options were visible to the customer. In my opinion the prices where a bit weird ($2.10 for an Americano?) but I guess I am just used to our pricing system of everything on the quarter. I ordered my drink/ breakfast sandwich, and waited for my name to be called…
It was anti-climatic at best.
People say their coffee is so much better than ours, but, we use the same beans and my drink tastes the same weather I make it, a co-worker makes it, or this other place makes it. The breakfast sandwich was fine- an over medium egg with cheddar on homemade “muffin” bread- but nothing to write home about. The main thing about their place that I liked was their outdoor area. The picnic tables and umbrellas were inviting, as well as the various potted plants. Although there was a small amount of attitude emanating from ex-customers, I might just go back and try something else.
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