Final stop to full caffeination in order to complete this project ( i seriously may not sleep tonight). In the heart of Carrboro lies one of the hippest joints, Open Eye Cafe. Dozens of kids clad with skinny jeans, Mac books and buffalo-check pashminas who look very seriously (yet artistically aloof) through their horn-rimmed glasses can order from a variety of Carrboro Coffee Company roasts at this particular cafe.
Tonight, the cafe is hosting some live music, and the band is just warming up. There are many separate rooms from the main one, creating caves and coves for studying, writing and emoting either to the in-house music or popping in some ear buds to check out the latest Pitchfork has to offer.
One rumor that I’ve heard about Open Eye is that if you get their logo tattooed on you, you can have free coffee for life. To me, this is a dangerous offer in such a “trustafarian” community, lots of these folks would easily get ink for the cred of some free coffee from this place.
When I questioned the barista about this urban legend, she was quick to dispel it. “We humored the first few people that did it for a while and then quickly put an end to it.”
Good to know, someone might wanna send a press release at the nearest American Apparel to save from anymore less-than-lucrative decisions.
Project completion is drawing near, but there are a few corners of the Triangle I have not yet explored. Tonight, I ventured to 3 Cups, off of Franklin St in Chapel Hill. 3 Cups is a coffee house/winery. They sell Counter Culture Coffee products and offer a selection of wines that abide by similar philosophies as their beans: Fair Trade, Organics, High Quality.
Another fun aspect of 3 Cups is their retail store. They have a host of products helpful for grinding and brewing the perfect cup of coffee.
Their in-house coffee was served in two different ways. Either a personal press, complete with timer for the perfect steep or a single brew, made with a gold filter and slow dripped just for you!
Keil was my co-hort this evening, so we both tried different blends. I tried a smaller blend (priced at $90 per pound) that was simply named after the farmer that it was purchased from. Keil tried the Misty Valley, which was a brew that Phil and I had tasted at the CC Cupping.
When the timer ran out, we counted down and plunged!
My coffee was delicious, a bit chocolatey, but not too complex. While I turn into a Mogwai when I drink coffee after 5 pm, this was just too good to pass up. I finished the whole cup, buzzing all the way home.