I rarely venture into Williamsburg. Actually, I don’t think I’d ever been to Williamsburg before going to Blue Bottle Coffee. It was just a hip land where the L (or is it G?) train went. Not me, I didn’t go there.
Yet, I managed to get over there (in a car, not the subway) and try out the much talked about Blue Bottle Coffee. One of the few places that actually roasts their own beans, you can even see the equipment in the back of the cafe. It’s quite neat actually.
The cafe is large, yet sparse. Don’t come here if you are looking to sit down for a long time and ponder life, there’s really no seating to speak of. Yet, the openness was partly what made the cafe so attractive. There were two large warehouse-style doors that were actually window panes at the front, letting the sun stream into the entire cafe. If you really needed to sit down, there’s some bench seating outside and a couple of communal tables inside which offer minimal spaces.
But let’s be honest, you probably didn’t come here to sit down. You came for the coffee. So, was the journey worth it?
Yes, it most definitely was.
Now, this wasn’t my personal favorite cup I’ve ever had, but it was very very good. For consistency sake, I decided to get a latte. As I’ve stated before, a pet peeve of mine is when a latte is, well, only that. Milk. A latte should be rich and milky with a coffee bite to every sip.
This most definitely was. Every sip was rich and smooth and the coffee flavor was communicated to near perfection. If you’re in the area, and even if you’re not, I highly recommend going to Blue Bottle coffee. At the very least, it’s a fun day out.
What’s your idea of the perfect weekend adventure?