Just a tour of the lattes of my life in the past few months…
Soy latte from Coffee Plant, downtown. So reliably good.
This is from Cacao at the Heathman.
This chocolate shop’s espresso is from Caffe Vita in Seattle. I ridiculously feel guilty because theyir beans are from Seattle and not roasted in PDX. From Seattle!! The coffee capital of the US!! I’ve found lattes from here to be hit or miss, but overall, are a huge step up from the large chains in the area.
Now we move onto the foam fans club:
Another for the sad face pile, Soy Latte from Coffee Time in NW.
I was stoked to try a latte from this coffee shop in NW with a hobbit room in the back, but as I stepped up to order I noticed the beans were Panache. I’ve never liked their coffee. I sipped at it, but the sentiment remained.
Hemp Latte from K & F BellaSelva Coffee House
I frequent this coffee shop and have a soft spot for their coffee (especially the iced during the summer) and dig that they tout their alternative milk selection on the chalkboard, but I’ve yet to have a great latte. This is turning pessimistic, oops.
Soy Macchiato from Stumptown, Ace Hotel
This was my first Macchiato in years, I was trying to branch out. It was quite striking, both visually and taste-wise, and soothed my low energy soul that afternoon, but I don’t find myself called to another one.
Pumpkin Spice Latte from Peet’s Coffee
One for the shocker pile. Autumn hit and I wanted a damn pumpkin latte, because the media told me so. FYI, Starbucks pumpkin lattes are not vegan (as if), but Peet’s are. I was astounded that this was so tasty, and pretty! I’ve had another since, that paled, flavor wise, and I came to my senses and realized I was in Peet’s.
One more for the Coffee-Plant-rules-fan club.
It took me a moment to realize there was a freaking swan on my latte.
Thank you, once again, Coffee Plant.
Ironically, as I write this, it has been over a week since my last latte or cup of coffee. I was developing a little habit. Previously a latte would come my way every other week. I’m not shaking, but the first two days without brought on a fierce migraine and were very stressful at work. I used to drink lattes in my early 20s and then went a few years without it, almost entirely, so I know I’m fine without it. It wasn’t even a year ago I started up with it again. I’m thinking kombucha could be the new kombucha, which was the new latte. I was on a big, spendy kombucha kick for a while, aka I need a starter!
Anyway, a little caffeinated tea has come my way since and I do intend to dip back into the latte experience as soon as tomorrow, but more exclusively. I had been adventurous on my latte expeditions, and the adventure had disappointments. The final latte before my week off was mediocre, and I didn’t finish it. It’s not pictured above.
I was also going to some coffee shops around my office where I wouldn’t bother spending money on a lousy latte, which means I really shouldn’t bother spending money on a coffee there. Seattle’s Best, I’m talking to you. I was in love with my one-week-left tradition of a cup of individually ground and brewed Stumptown from Cafe Velo at the Wednesday Farmers Market, but that market has closed til Spring, and I hope their downtown cafe is truly under works!
If you’re looking for more latte art action, check out Drowning in Demitasse (based out of NYC).
If you have a favorite Portland soy latte, do tell.