Photo courtesy of the Kansas City Caffeine Crawl
I must admit that good quality coffee was not something I expected to find in Kansas City (Missouri!). Oh, gosh, let’s be honest; good quality coffee is not something I ever expect to find in America, but that’s a topic for another day.
After attending the two-day, 14-stop Kansas City Caffeine Crawl back in September with Amber, I will humbly admit that there are some brilliant baristas in this country dedicated to making great coffee. You simply have to know where to find them.
Day one started at Parisi Artisan Coffee, where we tried pulped and natural versions of two different coffee beans. From memory, we preferred the pulped, but both were delicious.
Our transport both days were Honest To Goodness Yellow American School Buses, which made me rather excited. I was less excited, however, to find that inside said buses exist “Bodily Fluid Cleanup Kits”. Ick.
At Crossroads Coffeehouse, we were shown the basics of making coffee in the home, using either a French Press or Chemex.
In contrast, the folk at Benetti’s Coffee Experience demonstrated how to make coffee over a campfire with nothing more than a saucepan and strainer. This demonstration delighted me, less because of the coffee itself than because I love fire deeply, deeply, deeply, and adore the smell of campfire smoke.
Amber would like you to think that I let her borrow my shawl as protection from the sun, but really it was because I wanted to see what she’d look like as a nun.
One More Cup talked us through the ethics of sourcing locally and working with the community, but Amber and I focused predominately on the fact that they offered us gluten-free vegan chocolate chip cookies. (I just wish it had been a peanut butter cookie. Signed, Looking A Gift Horse In The Mouth.)
Broadway Roasting Company offered a multitude of coffee-flavoured treats and drinks, including three types of fruit-infused coffee toddies (the cherry one was nice), coffee beer (so good!), oatmeal toddy stout ice cream (could’ve been punchier in flavour), and coffee-batter French Toast with coffee-infused cream and coffee-soaked cherries.
At Oddly Correct Coffee Roasters, I whispered to Amber that there seems to be a strikingly high correlation between baristas and very consciously manicured facial hair. Side note: I think the fellow below is doing some sort of hip hop move in this photo.
Work it, mister! I liked him.
Oh, their coffee was mighty fine, too. I keep forgetting to talk about the coffee, don’t I?
At Annedore’s we were given samples of milk or dark truffles upon entry, and then chocolate covered popcorn as we left.
Chocolate covered popcorn makes me happy indeed, and I think I’d finished off almost the entire bag by the time our bus dropped us back at Parisi.
That said, no matter how delicious coffee and popcorn may be, neither compares to the joy that is spending time with Amber.
(P.S. Speaking of, catch Amber’s take on the first day of our Caffeine Crawl here.)