A good coffee is near impossible to find here in New York. Though there are a few exceptions. The second floor cafe at the MOMA has to top the list but unless you have a membership the entry fee is 20 bucks and then the coffee is just shy of 5 dollars. But it is a well made product, served correctly. Joes at Union Square is another option, there they use that UHT milk that Americans seem to like and it gives the brew a funny taste. The coffee gets served in a cup sized mug, no saucer or spoon. Some things about America are not meant to be understood, just accepted. Then there is the Australian cafe Rubys, in Nolita, has a reputation for the good stuff, but I aint seen it.(I dont think there are any analogies about Australians there). Apart from trips to the MOMA I'd all but give up, I even became a Starbucks fiend, albeit briefly, where i got my filtered stuff in a cardboard cup and charged down the street with it at arms length. It was an act of desperation. Salvation of the highest order has arrived in a new joint that has opened up, very close to home(see picture above). The barrista is way cute, cant complain there, Macchiato on 44st b/n 3rd and Lex. Properly made, with proper ingredients served in a cup with a saucer and a spoon! Hows that! It's a rare thing in NYC.
Friday, September 15, 2006
A good coffee is near impossible to find here in New York. Though there are a few exceptions. The second floor cafe at the MOMA has to top the list but unless you have a membership the entry fee is 20 bucks and then the coffee is just shy of 5 dollars. But it is a well made product, served correctly. Joes at Union Square is another option, there they use that UHT milk that Americans seem to like and it gives the brew a funny taste. The coffee gets served in a cup sized mug, no saucer or spoon. Some things about America are not meant to be understood, just accepted. Then there is the Australian cafe Rubys, in Nolita, has a reputation for the good stuff, but I aint seen it.(I dont think there are any analogies about Australians there). Apart from trips to the MOMA I'd all but give up, I even became a Starbucks fiend, albeit briefly, where i got my filtered stuff in a cardboard cup and charged down the street with it at arms length. It was an act of desperation. Salvation of the highest order has arrived in a new joint that has opened up, very close to home(see picture above). The barrista is way cute, cant complain there, Macchiato on 44st b/n 3rd and Lex. Properly made, with proper ingredients served in a cup with a saucer and a spoon! Hows that! It's a rare thing in NYC.