9 posts tagged coffee
People in Williamsburg drink lattes and take notes.
Toby’s Estate Coffee 125 north 6th street, brooklyn. (347) 457 6160
I come here to think and drink mocha and eat lavender shortbread.
bakeri 150 wythe avenue, brooklyn. (718) 388 8037
favorite things chocolate & coffee breaks
Once upon a time five years ago, I worked in an office. It had cubicles, fluorescent lighting, an instant coffee maker, a soda vending machine, and a closet stacked from floor to ceiling with restaurant guides.
Even then, like now, I would get antsy around half past three. By 4:30 I would hit a wall at which point I would bolt out of my seat and make a beeline for Bouchon Bakery at Time Warner Center, one city block away. There, I would spend most of my meager salary on lattes and pastries. It kept me sane and poor and, for fifteen whole minutes, truly, blissfully okay with things. Then I would return to my desk and plug away at the computer for another hour or so before the end of the work day.
I was lucky to work at Zagat, but don’t miss working in an office.
These days I work from coffee shops, Chris’s music studio, at home, and, once a week, with some of the most talented people I know at FiftyThree. While my office is mobile, I still advocate for those afternoon breaks. They’re pick-me-ups, and I think everyone deserves them, and frequently. Besides, taking a stroll, indulging a craving, and bringing something back for your coworker are small steps that go a long way.
my new favorite tumblr
I love Cappuccino Sandwich for its simple message: drink coffee, read books.
coffee shopping in three boroughs
Moving back to Brooklyn next week to rediscover places like Espresso 77, a no-frills coffee shop with great Gimme! espresso and sky blue plastic chairs near my cousin’s apartment in Jackson Heights.
I love you, Manhattan, but your coffee shops let me down.
More Than Meets The Eye
I wish the food here was better executed because then I’d come more often. (The lasagna is too salty, for example.) They have huge windows that fill the space with natural light, making even my nearly finished cappuccino look picture perfect.
Epistrophy Cafe, 200 Mott Street, New York, 212 966 0904
Found my favorite coffee, Stumptown Hair Bender, at Balthazar. They even grind the beans for you so that you can make it in your much-neglected French press this week!
Just bought this. Couldn’t pass it up! It’s too cute. Thank you mycutecrush for sharing the find on Tumblr. I’m on a quest to decorate my place so I’ve been buying lots and lots of prints. Now I just need to buy lots and lots of frames. Great for my walls; not so great for my wallet.
I keep ordering the biscuit and grits combo at Comfort Diner. Not because it’s incredible, but cause it’s good enough. Still, it’s nowhere near the caliber of what’s pictured above.
Comfort Diner can sate any rainy day craving with grilled cheese, ricotta blueberry pancakes, and cheap coffee. It’s got all the fixings of an old-school greasy spoon plus an inexplicably heavy door that will budge for nothing less than a full body slam.
But this post is not about what I ate this morning; this post is about what I wish I ate this morning, i.e. the barbecue pulled pork and cheddar grits from Brooklyn’s Peaches, pictured above. I continue to order grits from the likes of Comfort Diner because I’m trying to relive the cheesy, hominy glory I enjoyed once in another borough.
I’m not hungry anymore, but it’s not the same.