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If you were one of the 80-something % of Wes students in NYC over fall break, chances are you might have spotted me drinking coffee. Because really, that’s all I did.
Following Alex Bernson ’11’s (the genius behind Espwesso) list, I managed to drink some really excellent brews.
- Most of the baristas are straight out of Look At this Fucking Hipster. I also noticed an abundance of Asian female baristas with short hair… Maybe there’s hope for me yet?
- Out of all of these places, only one had a bathroom. I don’t think further elaboration is needed.
Third Rail Coffee
Joe: the Art of Coffee
Cafe Grumpy (Winner: best tasting deal)
Ninth Street Espresso (BEST COLD BREW)
Cold brew. Usually, I can’t bring myself to describe coffee as flowery, fruity, chocolatey, etc, but the cold brew was so sweet and subdued, I really did taste dark chocolate and berries in it. As I sipped it, I saw dark blue and purple (every now and then I get flashes of synesthesia), as opposed to the reddish brown hues I usually see when I drink coffee. It was an experience.
Stumptown Coffee (Best macchiato)
My final destination made for a nice ending to a lengthy, caffeine-filled pilgrimage. I reached my Manhattan Mecca, and its name is Abraco, home of the best cortado.
Is it their goal to be as elusive as possible? The place doesn’t even have a phone, for God’s sake. The enigma surrounding the cafe, which is really more like a storefront, makes sense: without a single seat to be seen, it really is a cult. Just imagine a conglomeration of hipsters spilling out onto the street, sipping espresso and munching olive shortbread.
- Best cortado of my entire life. The flavors of the coffee were literally dancing on my tongue; I tasted honey and cherries, with a hint of almond.