Mudd Puddle Coffee Roasters
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Whooop, my brain yelped as I made a sharp left away from the “EMPLOYEE ENTRANCE ONLY” door. When you approach from the Wallkill Valley Rail Trail, you ascend some cemented stone steps to a porch where the same might happen to you. Nevertheless, you enter what I think can reasonably described as a petite space; a line of just three or four people will have you at the door. Here is where you can look at the black wire rack of British bars—McVitie’s Digestives and Hobnobs, Cadbury Flake and Dairymilk—displayed in their torn-open boxes and catch sight of the tempting Tupperware containers, hand scribbled GARLIC PICKLES. Okay, just me? I can accept that. You can also start figuring out what you want by peering up at the three, grey-framed blackboards often leading with “Tea By Cup or Ounce.” Among the choice coat of white paint, there is an interesting back splash of faux tin and copper-weathered tiling, with any other color dynamics in the form of merchandise and the clientele. They call your name like Starbucks, but it is no copy-cat. Alive and well 21 years, everyone seems to come in and immediately start talking about the last time they were there, saw each other, thought of each other...the mother-and-daughter duo churn the drinks out and answer with corroborations and recollections of their own. They also keep a much straighter face than I ever could, evidenced profoundly when I heard a thick, Italian accent at the counter: “Why do you use Splenda? I should smack you.” The giggles escaped despite me while they just kept on going. This cafe toggles that line between warm and serious. But, stopping in for a cup of caffeine and emerging onto the quaint Water Street Market, your memory—and remark next time you’re in—will be one filled only with warmth.
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Drink: Almond Milk Hot Almond Spice Latte
Interestingly, the almond milk isn’t problematic. It’s actually done really well. It’s very soft and unburnt. A little milk spilled on my hand, and it was hot. So, truly—when I brought it to my lips, and the result was favorably executed—I found myself on the happier side. The almond and spice syrups don’t exactly play nice with the espresso. Yet, my fear was that the almond syrup would overpower the drink entirely. Why get almond milk if that was a fear? Well, their selection of plant milks was only soy and almond, and it seemed a bit strained to add soy to the mix. The reality ended up being quite unexpected. The spice syrup dominated, even with the almond milk. My takeaway: it’s a 12 oz. product, with two shots of espresso and some surprisingly tailored almond milk.
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Price: Almond Spice Latte=$5.15
Hours: Everyday {9–17:30}
Extra Notes:
Someone ordered an iced flat white, and they made it. I don’t know if I should be impressed or terrified.
They have a piece of Boleslawiec pottery in their cold case which made me supremely happy. No idea what it’s for, but it doesn’t matter. It’s there.