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Behind the scenes at Seattle Coffee Scene.com: Eduardo Acevedo’s labor of love

December 17, 2012 · Connie Rock

Two months ago, while completing background research for a blog post, I came across a gem of a blog, Seattle Coffee Scene.com.

Seattle Coffee Scene Home page

Seattle Coffee Scene.com explores coffee culture and more

Filled with thoughtful reviews and high-quality photography, the Seattle Coffee Scene.com (SCS) was conceived as a labor of love by Eduardo Acevedo, an experienced journalist with deep ties to community work and organizations.

One thing that struck me immediately about SCS was its emphasis on community. This focus is noted explicitly in the SCS About page:

As you can see I give out “star ratings” which are entirely subjective. Yet, they are often based largely on my personal feelings towards each coffee shop on the basis of community. “Community” is a vague word I know, but it revolves around the idea of having a connective quality for individuals. “Does the cafe or coffee shop create a sense of community?” is the question I always find myself asking. Of course, then there’s the quality of coffee, the customer service, and the uniqueness to each place that’s important…

As I read that paragraph, I thought, here is a kindred spirit! Someone who appreciates coffee shops, cafes, and lounges not just for the quality of the coffee and food that they serve, but for the ambiance, customer service, and community that they nurture. With strong traditional and new media chops, in the SCS, Eduardo articulates what these elements mean to him in a way that is at once informative and fresh, never preachy. And with his own personal history of community involvement, Eduardo also walks the walk.

Eduardo Acevedo

Eduardo Acevedo, creator of the Seattle Coffee Scene.com. Photo courtesy of Eduardo Acevedo.

Curious to learn more about what motivated him to start a coffee blog with a special emphasis on community, and what community means to him, I reached out to Eduardo. True to his emphasis on the spirit of community, he graciously shared his insights in the following interview:

How much of your time do you spend in cafes and coffee shops? Do you go to a café or coffee shop every day? Are you a regular at any café or coffee shop?

Seattle is such a great city, with so many different coffee shops that serve amazing coffee. We’re certainly quite fortunate to live in such a beautiful city that has the best coffee in the world.

I spend quite a bit of time in cafés and coffee shops in Seattle during the week – and on the weekend (even though I have a perfectly comfortable desk with a great view overlooking Lake Union from home).  There are periods where I have monogamist-style affairs with cafes are that are easy on the eyes, comfortable to spend time in, and are pretty low-maintenance – all attributes of being able to get work done. Yet, suddenly, for no apparent reason, I find myself moving on to the next café.

Over the last few years, I have been freelancing as a ghost writer, and some cafes are preferable for the type of writing I am doing at the time. I visit some cafes depending with what I’m doing that day. If I have to swing by the post office, then I will often visit a certain group of cafes in one part of town. If I have to make a run to the grocery store or get the gumption to work out, then I will visit others.

Incidentally, I do find myself being a regular at several cafes around town, all of them serving really good coffee.

You mention in your About page that your star ratings are often based largely on your personal feelings toward each coffee shop on the basis of community, and that community revolves around a sense of having a connective quality for individuals. What elements / factors help create or detract from that sense of having a connective quality?

I’m old enough to remember a time before we had cafes to hang out in like we do today and WIFI to keep us there longer. I remember looking for a “third” place to read a book, talk with friends, or simply hang out.  I remember once trying to study at a donut shop in college – yeah, that didn’t last too long. Life for the pre-café monger was dire and desperate before hanging out in cafes was cool. Study groups had to be held at Denny’s or my aunt’s house – both bad options. Over time, I found myself smuggling coffee in an old heavy Thermos into our school library, which had a strict ban on food and beverages.

Though it really wasn’t that long ago, a lot has changed since then. Life went on and I moved to Europe for awhile, where they had countless open air cafes and open public spaces to choose from … and I fell in love with the whole scene. People came from all over the place to talk and meet up with neighbors or just strangers, and they would talk about anything and everything. It was beautiful. It was easy to feel a sense of community in some of those European cities. Though the conversations were wonderful, the coffee wasn’t that great – needless to say, that’s when we switched over to beer or wine.

Coffee brings quite a bit to the table. Coffee has the ability to bring people together just like you and me to talk, discuss, and foster a sense of community like nothing else can. I think the best cafes often find a way to tap into this extraordinary potential for social interaction that coffee brings.

If you were to pick your top three coffee shops or cafes in terms of the sense of community that they create, which would they be and why?

Well, there are many great cafes and it’s hard to peg the top three or so. I think each neighborhood café is a special place for that particular location. I think the best cafes lower the barriers between the customers and their baristas. If you have a barista who treats his/her job like say, McDonald’s – and you get an owner who expects that kind of service – chances are it’s not going to be community-friendly. There are plenty of coffee places that are successful and very profitable at herding in their customers and serving up mediocre and burnt coffee. We continue coming back because, well, that’s what we’re used to right?

I am constantly amazed at start-ups who invest a lot of money in their coffee business who skip out on the true customer service aspect of the business. This is especially true when investors buy their way into the picture. Now someone far removed from the coffee experience you’re having matters the most. The ripple effects throughout the chain – from the farmers, to the wholesale contracts, to the price you pay for the mass-produced coffee, memorable branding, to the door hitting your back-side – is all quantified and data-mined not to give you the best experience, but rather to extrapolate maximum profits from you.

In the end, the more engaged cafes are with their customers, the more successful they will be – at least in my consumer-centric opinion.

With all that said, there are a couple of cafes that stick out: Java Bean in Ballard is a great community-oriented café. The baristas know all the regulars and help generate a sense of welcome and community. Seriously, when I went there I got the feeling that I could walk in with my PJs, slippers, and bed head, order an Americano, and read the paper in the morning before shooting off to work and nobody would mind. Java Bean is like the front porch of that community. If people want to know how to run a successful neighborhood café, I’d say, pay them a visit or two.

I also like what the Kaladi Brothers are doing down on Capitol Hill. Their design is really cool, incorporating community programs and organizations that are welcoming to everyone. They’re from Alaska, so I suppose that they understand that people like a comfortable place to come on in from the cold. Great people, great vision, and great focus on community outreach.

What is the coolest thing that has ever happened to you in a café, or that you have witnessed happening in a café?

Well, I wish I could say that I had found Jesus in a café or that I saw someone propose marriage, but nothing like that has happened quite yet. I will say however that I have met some really cool and down-to-earth people, including many great business owners and very talented baristas – and now call some of them my friends.

How much of your time do you spend working/reading on your own in a café versus meeting up with others (friends, or any community groups)?

I spend about 80% of the time in a café working on a variety of personal projects and 10% of my time enjoying the coffee and writing about it or something related to it. (The other 10% either slips by without me noticing or me trying to figure out how to log on the internet service.) You know, there is so much to learn about coffee, and I find myself learning something new every week.

I’m like most people, I think. There are times where I am in a quiet, reflective mood (which I often confuse for a lack of sleep) and just want to be left in my own little world – of writing, people watching, and reading. Other times, I’m gregarious (not really) and chatty.

Why do you think Seattle has evolved to be such an amazing city for coffee? What factors in our city do you think are associated with the creation of a great coffee town?

On the one hand, coffee in America has been around for long time, and so have those Americana diners that once served drip coffee for 5 cents a cup. On the other hand, the great café cultures of  Vienna, Austria, Italy, and Turkey have been going strong for hundreds of years.  These two have influenced us with what we have today – and I’m not talking about those bikini drive-thru joints.

From what I understand, it wasn’t until the mid 1960s and 1970s did specialty coffee as we know in the “great modern era” (emphasize the quotes) begin to percolate here in Seattle. It’s easy to say that the dreary weather and cold rain have a lot to do with our love of coffee – and it might – but that doesn’t quite explain why other colder and much wetter places didn’t develop such a love affair with the bean as we have had. I think it stems from a number of factors, including one that pertains to Seattle’s size as city – and I’m talking before all those pesky Californians started moving up here. Despite being a port city, Seattle is a walkable town with lots of thriving neighborhoods, great universities, culture, art, and music. With sensible residents with higher-than-average incomes who were used to local open-air markets, locally roasted anything was always appealing. Offering higher-quality Italian roasted coffee tapped into a market that was more than receptive.

Floral arrangement and coffee at Pettirosso Seattle

Lovely floral arrangement and coffee at Pettirosso Seattle. Photo courtesy of Seattle Coffee Scene.com

Could Starbucks have started out in Boston, New York, or Chicago? Maybe. I think it may have worked in San Francisco, Portland, or Scranton (Just kidding about Scranton).

During the time that you’ve lived in Seattle, what changes have you seen in terms of the coffee scene? Do you think it’s harder or easier for coffee shops to be successful now than it was five or 10 years ago? 

That’s a great question. I think we have better coffee than ever before. We have more choices of coffee roasters, coffee shops, and coffee drinks. Seattle is a competitive market and it’s possibly a very saturated one – or we’re pretty darn close. But, you ask someone in the coffee business that question and they either scoff or kindly redirect you to something else. Yet, despite all that, Seattleites will respond to great coffee and great customer service (and some buttery baked goods to go along with it).  As for great coffee and great customer service — those aren’t mutually exclusive for success here. If you want to be the best or even have a modest chance at surviving in the long run, then you have to offer both.

In terms of community, do you feel that Seattle is a very good town for community in general? The term “Seattle Freeze” is actually in the Urban Dictionary–do you think that reputation is warranted?

Seattle is a great city with talented individuals who appreciate culture, education, and having a good roller derby team. People are a lot friendlier here than say, L.A. or Sweden. But, if you’re not in school or in a good AA meeting group, I do think it is tough to make friends in Seattle, and I’m not sure that I’ve figured out why.

All joking aside, I’ve met some great people here, but I also see where the “Seattle Freeze” can appear eerily familiar to many of us. I think in general we live in a tough time where people are more polarized than ever – and not just politically, but socially, culturally, and economically. We’re more agitated, stressed out, worried, easily annoyed, and often less compassionate, less forgiving, and less willing to listen.  Other than seventh grade, I don’t remember people being so vitriolic towards each other. The Occupy Movement in Seattle was clearly displaying this deep frustration that we collectively have. But there is hope! I think coffee shops and cafés can serve as islands where people can come to – and find common ground.

When did you start Seattle Coffee Scene.com?

I started the website earlier this year (2012).  I don’t know when, but I just always had known that Seattle had a great coffee scene – I didn’t know why. So, in a way I set out to discover it. Sometime later, I thought I’d start to write about it.

How much of your time do you spend on Seattle Coffee Scene.com?

SeattleCoffeeScene.com is a true labor of love but, like everyone else, I have responsibilities. I love visiting new cafes and tasting coffee, so I try to do a bit of work while vising a new café, but this isn’t always possible.

I spend about an hour or so every day on the blog. Sometimes I focus on the writing, learning about coffee, or tinkering with website development, learning HTML, and fine-tuning my WordPress skills. It takes a lot of work to nurture and develop a blog from the inside out, so I try to devote time when I can, and hope, in my own way, to contribute to Seattle’s coffee scene as best I can.  There’s always room for improvement – even the best products need tweaking, right?

There is a lot to learn about coffee. People can spend a lifetime learning about the 1000 different compounds that influence its quality and taste. Then we have the business aspect – the branding, the latest trends, the hottest coffee shop to move into town. I try to keep it all in perspective and write from a customer’s point of view – granted, a customer who’s now slightly more educated than when I started.

Your site features a photo submission option. Do you get many submissions of coffee photos? Have you had people submit guest posts yet? How do most people find out about your blog?  How much time do you spend promoting it?

I’ve received a few photo submissions – most of them PG-13 – and I have had a couple of blog post submissions as well. I do hope for more guest blog posts that are relevant to readers-to-be in our future.

As far as my wide readership … I’m not exactly sure how my three readers actually found my blog. Well, actually I told my sister and mom about it – so they read it regularly (after hounding them) … The other reader probably found it by accident.

What advice would you give to people who aspire to, or are just started to blog about cafes and coffee shops?

Write. Write. Write. Drink lots of coffee, but don’t ignore those heart palpitations. Consider teeth-whitening products – or brush with hydrogen peroxide. As far as the blog goes, find a niche that you are comfortable with and go with that – but don’t be afraid to change things up. Learning a bit of technical stuff can and should be done with your website.  Don’t rely on Spell-Check, she’ll eventually betray you.

Do whatever works for you – and don’t worry if it takes some time. With writing stories – I’m always debating with myself on whether I should simply visit a café, enjoy the experience, and then write about it. OR whether I should announce myself to person behind the counter and pepper them with questions… I’ve done both, and I’ve regretted both.

You have a strong background in community activism, as well as with traditional and new media. What attracted you to community activism, and what community organizations are you involved with now?

It has been said that I have the perfect face for radio, so I’ve always worked behind the scenes – whether it’s network news or community activism. In my “spare” time – that is, the time between doing laundry and sleeping – I have spent quite a bit of time working in a variety of capacities working with homeless organizations, assisting near-homeless families, working with people with disabilities, and troubled youth.  I’ve worked with child and adult literacy programs, elderly care, and with inner-city students. Increasingly, I have turned my attention to social entrepreneurship and learning how small startups can find a marriage between making a profit and helping the community they serve. There are quite a few things that are going on with the specialty coffee industry and community activism. It will be exciting to see that area progress, and it’s my hope to be able to write about it.

Last but not least …

Keep reading at www.SeattleCoffee.Scene.com!

In addition to launching and maintaining the SCS, Eduardo Acevedo is an award-winning writer, former journalist, and non-profit creator. 

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Joe Bar, by Niyantha Shekar, CC BY-NC 2.0

I think it’s the coffee

November 23, 2012 · Connie Rock

Guest post by Leah Kangas

Leah Kangas, massage therapist, running instructor, writer

Leah Kangas

My super cool friends who ride tandem around the city with their two girls were about to head out on a longer excursion, a trip from their home in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle to San Francisco. This trip sounded stellar & everyone was excited! They were starting at 5 am & I was going to be their send-off crew.

With Italian ancestry, or maybe because he’s lived in Seattle & on this planet long enough to find the joy of coffee like most others, he made some on the stove top that morning. It was delicious. Nutty, sweet. Sort of like the aromatic essence of . . . coffee! I loved it.

Wait, why was this so amazing? Didn’t I grow up around Scandinavian coffee drinkers? Hadn’t I lived in Seattle since early 1999? Doesn’t everyone here drink coffee? I didn’t.

These friends, like all friends, know the way to my heart is through my taste buds. They never do me wrong . . . taste buds, or these friends. I say yes to whatever they offer & they were offering coffee . . . coffee that was in no way similar to the horrible cup I downed the time I tried it in college to gain assistance with a late night of studying, only to end up with a sleepless night, staring at a ceiling, heart fluttering frantically.

But the start of this day nearly a decade & a half later was much different! I was so happy to have this experience with friends, being a part of the beginning of their month of adventure.

Little did they know how they were influencing great change in my life. Following the send off, per their instructions, I cleaned out their refrigerator before the house sitter arrived. I knew they meant for me to just get rid of things or take what I’d use, which I did. But I also felt like doing a deep clean in, above, below & all around. I went home & did the same, but didn’t stop there. Why not every corner of the entire kitchen? And the bathroom! On it went . . . all the way to the linoleum block print project I’d been stuck on . . . FINISHED!

A visiting friend observing my progress asked what happened over at the neighbors that morning.

“What do you mean?” Oh! I guess it HAD been a particularly productive morning. “I think it’s the coffee!”

The next day I wanted the same experience. And by experience I mean the productivity, yes. But I also reference the experience OF the coffee. I already had somewhat of a ritual of breakfast at the neighborhood hot spot for crepes & coffee. I just needed to add the missing element. Not knowing how all this stuff was done or what it is I wanted to drink, I showed up at Joe Bar with a mug requesting something delicious.

That was August of 2008. The years have gone on. My neighbors moved across the country. I’ve developed a taste for coffee & productivity. I discovered other specialty coffee shops, some that open as early as 6 am (which I appreciate!) as well as many ways to drink this lovely beverage.

Joe Bar has remained good to me & is celebrating 15 years today!

Joe Bar, photo by Niyantha Shekar, CC BY-NC 2.0

Joe Bar/ Photo by Niyantha Shekar/CC BY-NC 2.0

Their egg, arugula & gruyere crepe is still my favorite . . . except for when there’s something on the special board with lox & pickled onions. Oh, makes my mouth water!

And if you’re wondering about the trip, the tandems were diverted to Eugene so everyone could spend time out of the saddle with friends. I so appreciate that they dreamed & put a plan into action, but adapted as needed & desired along the way. I greatly admire their vision & totally miss them being a part of my neighborhood.

To coffee, great food, neighborhoods & neighbors . . . cheers!

Reprinted with the author’s permission, this post originally appeared in Leah Kangas’ blog. Leah is a massage therapist, running instructor, and writer

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Ron Sher, environmentalist and developer

Creating and Nurturing Vibrant Third Places: A Conversation with Ron Sher

November 18, 2012 · Connie Rock

Lanky and easygoing, Ron Sher carries himself with a gentle mien and the air of a kindly professor.

Ron Sher, environmentalist and developer

Ron Sher, a passionate advocate for third places

We had first met several years ago, when my husband Scott and I spent an evening with Ron watching the classic 1979 cycling flick, Breaking Away. An avid cyclist and customer of R & E Cycles in Seattle, Ron extended a generous invitation to shop employees to stop by The Pub at Third Place for dinner and a movie. Since Scott works at R & E and I love cycling too, I was lucky enough to join in the evening.

And what an evening it was. We met at the lovely brick building that housed the bookstore and progressed to the entrance of the pub. At the entrance, a sturdy wooden door greeted us. We descended into the pub, flanked by a lovely wrought iron railing, and passed by a curving massive table that seemed as if it had organically sprung directly from the earth and grown through the flooring. Had it always just been there, and perhaps the building just been built around it? Huge wooden beams supported the upper level. Wooden shelves held books and games. At once whimsical and earthy, the cavelike pub space was comforting. A place that, as a post  in the Beer Blotter blog put it, “May have once existed in the Shire!”

Having spotted no hobbits, we continued our journey past the bar, through the narrowing space, past a cozy nook and through a back passageway to Ron’s sanctuary, a lovely wood-paneled room.

Back room at the Pub at Third Place in Seattle

A lovely setting in which to watch the cycling classic, Breaking Away

His staff served us our choice of sandwiches, burgers, salads, and beverages, on the house, with grace and efficiency. We settled into comfortable seats around the massive, long wooden table that formed the centerpiece of the room and rested on a Persian carpet. For the next two hours, we ate, talked, laughed and rooted for Dave and the other three Cutters as they competed against all odds in the Indiana University Little 500 race.

With his generous invitation to join him in watching one of the most inspiring movies of sport ever, Ron shared his hospitality and love of cycling and created a special, simple evening remembered years later.

Creating spaces and gatherings that inspire similar memories is nothing new for Ron. As a respected environmentally conscious developer, he is known for revitalizing the Crossroads Shopping Center in Bellevue during the late 1980s, following this feat with a similar transformation of the Lake Forest Park shopping center, and later the opening of Ravenna Third Place Books. Having read The Great Good Place by urban sociologist Ray Oldenburg, Ron was inspired by Oldenburg’s concept of the third place. Third places are informal public gathering places such cafes, coffee shops, and pubs that complement our homes (our first place) and work (our second place). As we race between home and work and back again, third places often get short shrift.

In the following interview, Ron recalls his first meeting with Ray Oldenburg, and discusses the importance of third places and his role in creating such places for the good of the community.

There is no doubt that in today’s climate of continuing economic, political, and environmental upheaval, we need these gathering places now more than ever. We need them to find solidarity, safety, and connection with others; to celebrate our triumphs and to comfort and support each other through our obstacles and losses. We need these gathering places to simply remind ourselves that we’re human, and humans are inherently social beings.

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Part 2 of The Vienna Coffee Company Chronicles: After 3+ years, a Salon Einspanner and warm reunion

November 4, 2012 · Connie Rock

As we drove in the dark, our conversation punctuated by Scott’s Drive by Truckers mix playing in the background, we speculated. It had been almost 4 years since Eric threw his last La Fete des Fous party to mark the passing of Geneve Cafe. Would he be there in person to host this latest incarnation of La Fete des Fous? What would this new cafe be like and how would it be different than Geneve Cafe, other than being located 14 miles further north and named after a different European city? The invitation wording was vintage Eric and promising:

Fine Wines from beautiful Austria! Something odd from the Basque Country! … Get your Skates on Mates, collect your friendly friends, Gentleman Callers & Light Hearted Chaps, Pretty Envied Damsels & Enchanted Fancy Misses … Also bring some of that lovely passive aggressive charm and my $20.

After about 20 or minutes, we pulled up and parked in a large, sloping lot adjacent to a large building. And, wait, really? A drive-through window for ordering coffee?! I felt a slight twinge. Eric and “drive-through coffee” were definite non-sequiters. Had he sold out to the world of convenience and mass-produced coffee? The proverbial Man? But then the large Vienna Coffee Company sign on the building sported a shield with a bold white cross and red background, the coat-of-arms for the city and state of Vienna. I breathed a sigh of relief. Large signs featuring coats-of-arms were also vintage Eric. They went hand-in-hand with his penchant for naming cafes after European cities.

As we approached the cafe entrance, we peered through the windows. In the far corner of the cafe past a display case and the main counter, 10 people clustered around two tables. On another nearby table, a woman served wine from various bottles that were neatly lined up and rapidly emptying. We stepped in the door.

In several strides, Eric moved from the cluster of people around the two tables, past the counter, toward us. Dark hair, medium build, compact in movement, he hadn’t changed a bit. With his jeans and a dark sporty zip neck pullover, it was clear that he maintained the same wardrobe as well. A wardrobe that said, I try, but not too hard. He stretched out his arms and clasped us. ”Wow, guys you came! I haven’t seen you in forever,” he said, grinning broadly. His grin always reminded me of the Cheshire Cat. Jaunty. Slightly mischievous.

For the next three to four hours, Eric made us his guests of honor. We started the evening with a backstage tour, behind the long counter. Metal espresso machines and grinders gleamed next to plump, shiny whole bean packages.  A blackboard indicated that for a Facebook Like, patrons will be treated to $1 off their next order.

Sign at Vienna Coffee Company

Like us on Facebook, and we’ll help caffeinate you for $1 off your order

“Let me make you some coffee, you’ve got to try some of the coffee,” Eric said, moving toward one of the espresso machines. In keeping with his taste for European cities and coats-of-arms, Eric served European coffee. And not just any European coffee, but Julius Meinl coffee from Vienna, Austria and Attibassi coffee from Bologna, Italy. Both brands are clearly proud of their heritage. According to the Julius Meinl website, “In 1891 Julius Meinl opened a modern roasting plant on the very site where the retreating Ottoman army had left the green coffee beans over 300 years earlier. Since then 5 generations of the Meinl family have been supplying customers with the world’s finest coffees.”

The Attibassi people are also proud of their heritage and do not mess around. According to the Attibassi website, they fly their product straight from Bologna to Seattle on a weekly basis, so their distributors can serve “just in time” coffee. They also flew their people over from Italy to Lynnwood to train Eric. In addition to on-site training for just in time coffee, they produce serious YouTube videos for the professional barista, such as this one on milk frothing and latte art:

For me, Eric suggested the Julius Meinl Salon Einspanner, a double espresso with a hefty dollop of whipped cream. I took one look at the size of the glass and gulped.

Salon Einspanner from The Vienna Coffee Company

The Salon Einspanner: Warp speed in a cup

This innocent-looking frothy concoction probably packed an entire day’s worth of calories and would keep me up until morning. As Eric explained, this was precisely its purpose. The word Einspanner comes from the traditional one-horse carriage used in 19th century Vienna, and carriage drivers drank salon einspanners to stay awake.

For Eric, the time he spent in Viennese coffee houses was a revelation. After he closed Geneve Cafe, he traveled in Europe with his German girlfriend. The relationship didn’t last, but his fascination with the cafe culture in Vienna did.  ”I just loved the coffee houses in Vienna. You can spend all day with your newspaper. Just amazing.” Knowing what we knew of Eric, this came as no surprise. In Vienna, to enjoy a leisurely morning or afternoon, newspaper or magazine in hand, is a venerable tradition. And it was precisely what Scott and I enjoyed in Eric’s previous cafe, Geneve. Eric had created the same atmosphere and provided the same level of attentive, but not intrusive old-world service.

I glanced around at the decor in this latest cafe to see if I could identify vintage Eric touches from the Geneve days. Sure enough, on one wall was a flatscreen TV with an old-school frame. Eric’s choices ran to classic, or when not classic, at least intelligent and often based on historical events. Tonight Rob Roy was playing. Two party-goers were stretched out on the plump sofa while Rob Roy (Liam Neeson) dueled Archibald Cunningham (Tim Roth) in the background. The walls were done in a warm, deep, yellow, reminding me of fields in Tuscany and Umbria, where Scott and I went for our honeymoon.

I finished my Salon Einspanner. Scott looked slightly nervous, no doubt picturing his already Type A wife now amped up to warp speed, thanks to a heady and potentially volatile mixture of sugar and caffeine. Eric was pleased. “You drank all your coffee. I’m impressed. No one finishes their Salon Einspanners.”

It was the least I could do. Delicious coffee, generous host, a long-awaited reunion. How could I not repay the courtesy by finishing my Salon Einspanner? On the way out, Eric pressed a 1+ pound bag of Attibassi espresso beans and a small bag of pre-ground Italian Roast into Scott’s hands. He followed us out to our car, where he and Scott stood for another 10 minutes, chatting about the virtues of Volvos. He smiled his Cheshire Cat smile, waved, and then turned to rejoin his other guests. Soon he was out of sight. I swore I could still picture a jaunty grin, reminding us of Les Fete des Fous in days past and happily, of days yet to come.

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Geneve Cafe sign

Part 1 of The Vienna Coffee Company Chronicles: A farewell to Geneve Cafe and an invitation that I can’t refuse

October 22, 2012 · Connie Rock
Geneve Cafe sign

Sign for the Geneve Cafe, a Fremont gem that is no more

It had been almost four years since we last saw Eric. Far too long. December 19, 2008 was one of the last times we saw him. That night it was bitterly clear and the snow had not yet melted, so Scott and I half trudged and slipped the seven blocks to Eric’s cafe. Our sharp exhaled puffs of breath formed in short bursts, hovered, and then disappeared into the cold. I tugged at my knit hat, pulling it down so that it half covered my ears. We held hands, trudging to the inevitable. We could not have missed that night, for it was the end of an era. That night marked Eric’s farewell party, the official end of the Geneve Cafe era.

Geneve Cafe was just a gem of a place. Scott and I discovered it within the first few months of moving to our new neighborhood, near the Woodland Park Rose Garden where we were married. Soon we were regulars, strolling down with our respective copies of The Seattle Times and The New York Times Sunday editions. I ordered the quiche and a drip coffee, Scott a croissant and a mocha. We’d sidle toward the back of the long narrow space, precariously balancing food and drink, edging past bar tables so that we could flop onto the plumped up sofa and settle in for the afternoon. Scott read the comics in The Seattle Times while I read less heartening fare in The New York Times.

Sometimes we put down our papers and stared up at the ornate gilt frame on the rear wall, like the ones found in museums that house Impressionist paintings. This particular ornate frame housed a flat screen that featured Eric’s favorite shows, old-school movies replete with snappy dialogue, cool motorcycles that sometimes broke down, Minis, and classy wardrobes. Think The Thomas Crown Affair and The Great Escape. Eric was like that, old school.

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No debate about it, Arabica Lounge is a great setting for debate watching

October 11, 2012 · Connie Rock

What better way to convene with the community than to watch the first Presidential debate of the 2012 campaign season at Arabica Lounge? The word was out, and it was on. October 3, 5:00 sharp. By the time I arrived at a not-so-sharp 5:45 pm, a large group of stylish and engaged citizenry was already busy sitting or standing, talking, texting, tweeting, Facebooking, Instagraming, Foursquaring. You name it, we were sharing it.

At the front of the cafe, the hungry and thirsty formed a friendly line that extended out into the sidewalk to snap up the delicious pastries baked in-house and being served by owner Jojo Corvaia and his able staff. That and drinks, coffee or otherwise. Payments were efficiently transacted on Arabica’s well-worn iPad. A large clear glass serving vessel housed a popular berry-colored drink. We grew livelier.

Obama buttons, bumper stickers, and other campaign paraphernalia were artfully arranged in the back of the lounge, with its long sturdy wooden table serving as a perfect platform for the sales effort. Campaign volunteer Mary Ann Liebert was decked out in her election season ensemble: Black slacks, 2012 Obama Biden campaign t-shirt festooned with 3 buttons, and matching black hat festooned with yet more buttons. Though sales were less than she expected, she chatted happily with the curious.

We came, we saw, we watched. We puzzled over the pauses and laughed at the tweets that were periodically displayed as part of the debate. Romney mentioned Big Bird and we tweeted and talked about that. Jim Lehrer couldn’t seem to get in a word in edgewise, and we tweeted and talked about that, too. The debate ended and we filed out of the cafe and spilled into the dark yet warm-for-autumn night. Bellies full, thirst sated, we were better for having convened with a group of friendly and engaged citizenry at the lovely Arabica Lounge.

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Let’s take a sentimental journey to Cafe Allegro, Seattle’s oldest espresso bar

October 7, 2012 · Connie Rock

Chas Bull, a loyal Allegro original

It started as a flirtation and quickly grew into a full-blown love affair when I was an undergraduate student. I visited at least once a week, almost always on the weekend, and also during the weekday, when I was anxious for a respite between school and work. Who wouldn’t love the Cafe Allegro, tucked away in a narrow alley just like the old cafes in Europe, adjacent to a lovely brick building graced with ivy? Inside, something was always happening. How could it not, with a convivial mix of students, university professors, workers, and others whose occupations were more mysterious? More often than not, Chas was there too.

Chas Bull was and is one of the Allegro regulars. Back when I first saw him during those earlier days, he had thick hair and a ready smile, and he typically dressed in hiking shorts. Sometimes he brought his little boy to the Allegro as well. Life being what it is, I moved away for graduate school, returned, and became immersed in a heavy work schedule that kept me mostly away from the Allegro. Now that I’m back in graduate school and going more often to the Allegro once again, I realized how much I missed it. For me, the Allegro brings back happy memories and a sense of security. A sense of calm amidst the storm, coupled with an intellectual liveliness and sense of community.

For his part, Chas never left the Allegro. In fact, he has visited the Allegro on a daily basis since it opened in 1975. Now he is leaner, having weathered life’s vicissitudes, but he is unbowed, as much a part of the Allegro community as ever.  In the following interview, he recalls the early days of the Allegro and what makes it such a special place.

Want to see a story about a specific cafe, submit your own cafe story, or a photo of yourself in your favorite cafe? It’s easy, just contact me.

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Open sign at the Ridgeback in Seattle

Welcome, grab a cup of something hot and share a story

September 25, 2012 · Connie Rock

Open sign at the Ridgeback in Seattle

“I am one of those who like to stay late at the cafe,” the older waiter said. “With all those who do not want to go to bed. With all those who need a light for the night.”
A Clean, Well-Lighted Place, Ernest Hemingway

As a well-caffeinated global citizen, I’m a long-time denizen and haunter of cafes in Seattle and abroad, and I’m fascinated by what happens in cafe. It seems like no matter where I go in the world, there I am, in a cafe. And I know I’m not the only one, because I see plenty of other people there as well. What is it about cafes that draws us and why do we go? I believe that one reason why we go is that an ideal cafe can become our home away from home. A gathering place that draws from our lives, personalities, and energy to create its own atmosphere. The ideal cafe has a soul. And whatever happens in that cafe, surely there are a thousand stories to be told.

To find out about these stories, I’m embarking on a journey of a thousand sips. Okay, well maybe not a thousand, but a lot. In other words, I’m going on a cafe safari, starting in my hometown of Seattle. As I set up camp in each cafe, I’m looking forward to discovering who goes to cafes, works in cafes, owns cafes, and why. What do people do in cafes and why? What moments in their lives have been celebrated and mourned in a cafe? How do groups of people form communities in cafes, and how do they support each other through good and bad? What lessons can we learn from these communities? Along the way, I hope you’ll share your stories as well. I welcome guest bloggers. Or, if you’d rather, I’m happy to interview you. It’s easy, just contact me. Let’s create a community fueled by caffeine and sustained by stories.

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