An Illusory Intertwingling of Reason and Response

Miscellany: I just like the sound of the word. Don’t you? “Mis cel lan e ous.” I could say it a thousand times a day. The miscellany is where anything in life worth having usually spends most of its time: would you like to hunt for something worthwhile among my miscellany?

Tafel :: miscellany :: coffee

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

The Drowsy Poet Coffee Company, Pensacola, FL

The Drowsy Poet Coffee Company, Pensacola, FL
Photo: Lacey McLaughlin

Shakespeare greets me over cafe tables and the music of a player piano.The place is packed — like one would expect from a coffee shop settled between a college and a high school. They know their target audience.

"Sixteen-ounce cappuccino, non-fat, extra shot."

Clatter of register. Thank you. Passing of receipt. I slide across from the clerk to the barista, who looks at the shorthand scrawl on my cup.

"Excellent choice."

Scoop. Grind. Bubble. Whish.

"Would you like that a little drier, or a little wetter?" Milk poured into a frothing pitcher. Skim, of course. I like to taste my coffee. None of this Starbucks-esque, "I'm sorry, we only have whole right now. Would you like soy?"

"Dry, please."


Froth. Whish. Distracted, I take in the tile, wallpaper, sparkling black upright ensconced in one wall, aroma.

"Here you are, sir. Is that dry enough for you?"

I take the cover from my cup and swirl it a bit. The layer of foam hardly budges.


"I ended up making a second pitcher. I didn't like how the first one turned out."

Now that's someone who knows what to do with a coffee bean!

The Drowsy Poet Coffee Company recently opened in Pensacola, Florida. Situated on Brent Lane between Pensacola Christian College and Pensacola Christian Academy, they draw plenty of business from the older high-schoolers — and of course from the college students. Of course, Pensacola has been without much choice in coffee (Do you count Starbucks? I don't.), so espresso-lovers from across the city make pilgrimages daily, twice-daily, thrice-daily — you begin to understand?

Open from five AM to ten PM weekdays, and eight AM to ten PM on Saturdays (closed Sunday), the Poet would do well with even mediocre coffee. But it's not mediocre. It's not even good. Beyond all superlatives, it's real coffee. From me, that's high praise indeed.

The Drowsy Poet Coffee Company

86 Brent Lane
Pensacola, FL 32503
850-434-POET (850-434-7638)

5am–10pm M-F
8am–10pm Sat
Drive-through service available

Friday, July 08, 2005

Guatemala Antigua, La Flor del Cafe

A light flavour for a dark roast, but “La Flor del Café,” grown by private farmers (not corporate sycophants) in Guatemala’s “valle de Antigua” still has a prominent character of its own. With only a dash of skimmed milk, the brew is remarkably creamy, having an inherent sweetness not unlike raw chocolate.

The cup I have before me is somewhat watery, but like as not that’s due more to the venue than to the bean itself. Panera Bread Company, while a nice place, is still stuck in the unenviable and untenable position of catering to the mindless masses, who can’t have their coffee too strong or their conversation too subtle, lest they be driven off on the one side and bored on the other by the invitation to think. Still, “La Flor del Café is a beautiful coffee for everyday consumption for those who feel, as I do, an innate shrinking from anything with the term “breakfast blend” in the name.

“La Flor del Café” is especially suited to drinking black with a swirl of honey. (Make it in a French press and it’d probably move up several notches to “good coffee to sit and savour” or something like that.)