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| - Two notes about this review: 1) I wavered between 2 and 3 stars. 2) I didn't try any food.
Coffeeshops are the lifeblood of a city. Mesa as a city has been floundering for some time, but recently, has tried to revitalize. This coffeeshop is representative of this.
What I look for in a coffeeshop is: a comfortable workspace, pleasant service, and good coffee. I didn't find what I was looking for in Volstead.
Ambiance: I didn't like being there. With the huge open area filled with tables, smaller intimate tables near the front window, and the side bench table, there's no lack of space. However, it's dark. The lighting, apart from the area near the front windows, was too dim. You could tell that the patrons who walked preferred the front of the business. In fact, of the 5+ people I notice walk in, all sat at the same 2-3 tables.
The decorations are strange. I'm not sure what theme they're going for, but I wouldn't have been surprised if I saw the Adams Family sitting by the defunct fireplace.
Service: Nothing says it better than the 2-star description. Meh. I've experienced better.
I walked in and nobody said a word. I waited in line, and placed my order. It was like talking to a robot. She did offer me a stamp card though, so I appreciated that. I approached the front to put away my dishes: no words from the chatting baristas. I leave: not a single word. I don't expect too much from coffeeshops, but being treated like perhaps they appreciate my business is the minimum.
Coffee: My test for a coffeeshop is a cup of their drip coffee. I ordered a small and carried it back to my table. It wasn't hot. It was warm, but not freshly made hot. It also had this bizarre mouthy feel to it. Now I appreciate when drinks have 'body', but this had no flavour aside from an almost acidic taste. It was strangest cup of coffee I've had in a while. I was wary of each sip, but couldn't throw it out because... student. On the bright side, it still contained caffeine.
I got my work done, and stopped by the bathroom on the way out. It wasn't clean. It was better than a lot of public places, but there were definitely remnants of bodily excrements in the toilet. Perhaps the baristas could take a break from their break and check on their bathroom.
The good: The Parking was probably the best thing about this place. There's street parking all around, and a private lot at the back. It was also quiet, aside from the pop background music.
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