Name:
Bluebird Coffee ShopAddress: 72 East 1st Street (at 1st ave), New York, NY 10003
So, New York's cafe culture seems to be evolving toward the 'coffee shop' rather than the 'cafe' and I suppose the writer must inevitably adapt with it. The days of lounging casually and ponderously for hours with laptop and coffee are drawing somewhat to an end - The closing of 'Esperanto' on MacDougal St. was very much the underwater bell toll of times changing, well, for me at least. The writer must, I think now approach New York's Coffee spots as sudden pools of life in which to dip briefly, reflect, jot notes, observe, emerge and move on.
Bluebird Cafe is more coffee shop than cafe (yes, of course that's given in the name) - the tables are small but perfect for notebook and vittles, the coffee expertly chosen and brewed. It is a great place for an espresso, a glass of water and a bowl of homemade granola of an early morning. It also seems to have built up a substantial local following which certainly adds to the experience - the socially redundant writer can close his eyes and imagine that he is among friends as it were, or more importantly, can overhear snippets of local news and gossip to include in a novel.
Good points: Atmosphere, coffee, food, and complimentary newspapers and locals are all conducive to either a relaxing half hour in thought or a solid twenty minutes of note taking.
Bad points: Ok, it's close to the kid's park and so if you're a grumpy old man, as I am, sometimes kids and strollers can be irritating - but then that's a petty comment really. Also, the owners also have Botanica bar on Houston which doesn't open till 5pm. If they only opened it at 11am I could swing over straight after breakfast. Again, that reveals more about me than the coffee shop I suppose. There aren't any bad points really.
Rating: ++++