Amanda G.
Yelp
I hope these guys have officially opened because the little taste I had at this quirky, triangle-shaped joint, perched where Norris and Susquehanna streets converge, was an addictive one. The espresso was rich, the steamed milk was just right and poured in an elegant pattern, and the boys behind the counter were all generous gentlemen.
My sister works up the street at a small writer's press. I often visit her while walking the dog around the neighborhood, and about a week ago, we ventured out together to grab some coffee. We took a gamble on this new spot being open . . . and it wasn't. This, however, did not stop the gentlemen inside (five in all) from welcoming us and allowing us to come in to see the shop. The espresso bar was up and running, and one fellow (I believe his name was Matt) had the far end of the counter set up as if preparing for a science experiment.
Knowing I wanted a quick jolt, I went with a macchiato, and my sister ordered a simple coffee. Matt obliged, and proceeded to show us his slow-brew method. He stood over his mad scientist set-up with a long spouted kettle and a stop watch, tediously circling hot water over coffee grounds for several minutes while we watched. All this for just for one cup!
The gents asked if my sister would taste the coffee black before adding in the milk she'd requested, so as to experience the brew in its simplest form. I stole a sip, and it was delicious; my sister agreed. I tend to drink my coffee black and it's rare to find such a clear, crisp and flavorful cup of joe as what these boys brewed up for us that day. The few extra minutes it took were worth it for the quality.
Not only is the coffee good, but the look of the place is intriguing and warm, with wooden floors and dark stained built-ins that evoke age and character. The antique charm of the building is juxtaposed with mix-n-match Scandinavian furniture that made me think I had stepped into a modern Viennese kaffehaus. Not doubt, the new young crow of Fishtown will eat such atmosphere up with a spoon.
The boys also mentioned that they'd be setting up a refrigerator case with fresh salads and light, take-away fare, along with pastries once they'd gotten more organized with the space, but I got the impression that these gentlemen were all about their coffee. I don't blame them. It was damn good coffee.