For those like me with less sophisticated palates, coffee just falls under two categories: weak coffee and strong coffee. And if you’re like me who orders americano all the time, all coffee from coffee shop tastes the same. Honestly, my personal bar to a good coffee is if it makes me sleepy directly after drinking it. I am so immune to caffeine that good coffee has that effect on me: it makes me sleepy.
Once I got my grinder, then a press, now an aeropress, I find that coffee in coffee shops are expensive. Two americano is like a two weeks suppyl of beans for me. These days, there are only two reasons that I go to coffee shops: 1. if I need to sit down and kill some time or 2. because I heard it’s pretty.
And cute coffee shops are a dime a dozen nowadays. Or in more colloquial terms, “Dalawa, singko.” Not necessarily of the same value, but you get the idea.
Nowadays, third wave large chain coffee shops are upping their interior game. For smaller shops, the only way to get their name out their, or at least on the semi-viral listicle shared on facebook is to be cute. Most of them go the urban industrial look — wooden tables, tolix chairs, exposed blacked out ceilings, drop lights. Some go ultra chic — pastles, tea cups, flowers everywhere — like a grade 6 queen bee decorated the damn place. And then here comes Coffee Project, finding a classy middle.
The floor elements and furniture are what you would typically find in a current coffee shop going for the hipster crowd — big wooden slabs for tables, metal chairs, wire mesh dividers for the space, faux turf on the walls and lots and lots and lots of framed of coffee quotes.
It’s standard, and in the present norm — basic, except in Coffee Project, when you look up, there are flowers. Lots and lots and lots of flowers.
It’s pretty. It’s surprising. It’s overwhelming. It’s fake of course, but knowing the pain of taking care of real plants, it can be forgiven. It’s tasteful. It’s extremely feminine. If you’re a macho guy, just don’t look up because your estrogen will rise up and your non existent ovaries will explode.
And oh, if you’re wondering, I had the vietnamese latte and it was decent. So was the free coookie.
GF Wil Tower
Eugenio Lopez Drive, Brgy. South Triangle