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| - By rights, Green Beanery should be Toronto's temple to Coffee's Third Wave.
It's a massive space in what must be a former bank (seriously, there's a giant steel vault and everything).
Chic glass displays are filled with every kind of coffee brewing contraption known to man; from drip filters to french presses to vacuum pumps to espresso makers. Cold brewing? Pods? Manually or machine-ground? The Beanery's your huckleberry.
Even better, Green Beanery carries accessories and parts for your coffee equipment. After a particularly disastrous week when my glass bodum carafe bottomed out when tapped against the sink, I was able to score a replacement. I mourn that coffee still, but it's a new day.
Piles of eponymous green coffee beans greet you as you enter, awaiting prcious roastification.
It's a warmer greeting than you get from the staff, who like most baristas in this city sport all-black uniforms, matching beards, regulation piercings and standard-issue sailor-jerry-eque tattoos...unique in their conformity, they pull espresso shots and serve up saran-wrapped treats, never smiling, just carrying on. Ask them a question, and they'll answer readily and fully, if not happily...a weird combination of strong product knowledge and minimal customer service. I'd never advocate for drinking at work, but a little caffeine might help this crew.
Coffee itself is good, which given the setting is somehow not quite good enough. With fresh beans available to roast on-site, and enough brewing equipment and expertise to write a book, you'd think the brew would have more heft. As it is, it's often just the wrong side of thin and bitter. Espresso-based drinks are better, but it seems like they're often indifferently-made. I long for the coffee-geekery of the Sam James or I Deal folks, even if those locations are mostly just takeout.
Taken together, the Green Beanery is a fine place for a caffeine fix, and a home brewer's delight. It's a shame that a potential community coffee culture hub is just so...meh,
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