I was at Crosstown doughnuts in Soho, London trying to order a cortado.
“The regular house blend or our honey processed blend, which is £0.50 more?”
“Honey what now?”
“It just means that some of the mucilage (honey) is left and imparts some flavour onto the coffee bean.” he explained to me.
I considered his frayed jeans, cut off somewhere above the ankle. “Aah – ok, no just the house blend then.”
It made me think how lucky we are in Barcelona to be at my preferred point in the craft coffee evolution. That is to say, craft coffee is widely available but hasn’t been fetishised to the point that renders it ridiculous.
Do we want a fair trade, preferably single origin coffee? Yes. Do we want to feel slightly ashamed that we aren’t up to speed on this month’s secret-handshake-jargon. Erm no. The point in the middle is where we should be. (This usually applies to most things.)
Bermont is understated. Basic plywood furnishings, a bar with a few bar stools. Two grinders. The wall mounted menu, thin wooden slats with individual letters attached.
It’s a quiet corner to grab a coffee with 0 attitude. If Bernat is around – seize the opportunity to speak to him.
Carrer De Bretón De Los Herreros, 2