Tag Archives: #coffee-trail

Coffee? Yes!

The Swiss are famous for their neutrality. I am not.

In truth, I notice a tendency to prefer the most recent cup I try. This is somehow akin to the «Ado Annie« principle. Akin, adjacent, similar but not the same.

I think I lost the thread there. I mentioned that the Swiss were neutral because my current favorite is the skim milk (to stay) cappucino at Zuri Cafe.

My friend J says “the barber” when I propose a meet ’cause that’s what was at this location.

The cappucino is superior, but the space is a little too little and cute.

Allow me to digress further and school you on why skim. For reasons, I can not explain with any science, skim milk foams more richly. End of lecture.

There are outside tables and an adjacent ice cream parlor that belongs to the same folks.

Coffee

My coffee hunt has pretty much ended with cups at home or a flatwhite at Starbucks. The latter is the one good cup they serve, and I love the app.

Passing a coffee bar cleverly tricked out as Ground Central well, who among us is strong enough to resist.

Yes. Definitely a robust and balanced cappucino at a price underlining its confidence. 8ozs at about 6 bucks makes this a 50 cent a sip drink.

As I continued on my way up 2nd Avenue, a second outpost of this coffee purveyor appeared just a few blocks north.

In fact, this was a day where duplicates just kept popping up along my route.

Odd but true.

There were restaurants with similar profiles; cleaners clumped on a single block; groups of youngsters similarly disregarding the rules of the road when passing oldsters.

A cortada [aka short] sampling from the Coffee Trail:

I’ve been missing the Coffee Trail…

The barista said it all: “welcome to the best coffee in New York.

It’s a big city and I love [almost] all her many coffees.

There’s lots on this subject in my other blog sites, too. These are just 3 earlier postings.

another-coffee-crawl/

back-on-the-coffee-trail-commenting/

caffeinated-or-not/

Let’s grab a cup

787 is a stone’s throw from a Starbucks under renovation.

Peek or peer hard to the end of the block. I felt very lucky at this happenstance.

Folks at most Starbucks that I have visited have been very nice.

The 80th and Second Ave is no exception; recently, when I dramatically took a spill upon entrance, they were especially nice. Their coffee is another matter, although I have found the flat whites to be quite good.

That said, I know I admire 787’s variety of caffeine. Today, I also got some super royal treatment with my drink and blueberry bread.

The barista escorted me up the stairs, carrying my coffee. Offered similar assistance down into their cool work space. When I opted for staying outdoors, but for the wet, he ran in for a towel.

So here I sit, enjoying sidewalk café seating. My cup runneth over if I may coin or purloin a phrase.

To the airport again?

There’s that sporty pup-pilot

You might gather I favor the French cafe. I intend no favoritism.

Tozzo is Italian, of course, and I recently showed my preference for the Spanish aka Latino coffees from 787 and Cositas. L’Avion has a nod to that lovely deep coffee by offering a Spanish cold brew.

My steps just naturally lead me to the little  off-the-path shops like this one.

L’Avion takes its theme seriously with a portrait of Amelia Earhart in the cockpit er toilet and that departure board listing temperatures at destination. In Celsius and F. Cute.

Good week for the coffee trail

L’Avion carries its airport motif to a board announcing flights and onto the ‘aery’ menu.

I wonder why their logo features a doggie pilot, sort of un chien sportif with a rakish scarf about his neck.

There are no dogs in the clean, small but somehow spacious store  I am relieved to say.

The “tres petite” cappuccino was as delicious as the oversized pistachio yogurt muffin. Nice addition to my coffee route.