Wild Pink Cafe
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Am I even allowed to say anything about this place before mentioning the pink walls? I feel like if I mention the BROOKLYN ROASTING COMPANY neon at eye-level as you walk in, I might be accused of blindness. Well, let me tell you: I see what I see, and if it’s coffee related or color, you better bet that the former wins out. Which piece of marketing caught my eye in the window? The affogato one, of course. I have a type. So, the interior mimics a royal chamber with wainscoting and wall molding, not to mention a chandelier that finds some center in the rectilinear space. The boisterous pink is paired with a forest green ceiling—a combination that would have been susceptible to the watermelon label anywhere else, but here wittily achieves the intended dynamic of wildness. Upon seeing the framed prints of tropical jungles, I immediately recalled the work of Naomi McCavitt. And this recall encapsulates this space’s mechanics: it takes an intense pinkness, infuses it with sophisticated elements, and somehow then bends your brain’s final interpretation with these hung works of art catching the eye mid-track . It could stop here, but were one to walk to the back, it is there that they would find a social media photo op wall of densely packed fake roses inset with an electrified Stay Wild. There is also a ‘life 4 cut’ photo booth where you can snap a photo strip with friend, a novelty compared to the everyday selfie. Lounge or pull up a chair, this spot is a cozier option for those looking to have a wild time.
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Drink: Iced Black Sesame Latte
“Don’t use a straw,” said the masked man as he put my GORGEOUSLY layered drink on the counter. It has been some time since I’ve purchased a drink that also came with instructions. My rustiness must have given something away. “It should be drank without a straw,” he elaborated. My tip to anyone who might not have the same interaction: DO NOT USE A STRAW. Creamy to the lips, like a luscious milkshake, you get the black sesame immediately, and the two shots of Brooklyn Roasting Company beans hits you aromatically. Then, as you drink and wonder whether you intended to sip on something so decadent, the coffee flavor begins to emerge. It’s like a whole experience. I expected my pleasure to fade eventually, but I encountered the strangest phenomenon: no fade. And with that, and only one available size, deciding to get this drink couldn’t be any easier.
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Price: Iced* Black Sesame Latte=$6.50
*Ice costs $0.50. So, the price of the latte is actually $6. I wouldn’t have gotten ice, but I asked the woman at the register what she recommended, and she said iced. While I don’t mind paying for anything, she omitted the fact that it was an upcharge, even when I asked for less ice (it’s on the receipt). So, I paid for nothing essentially. Again, I just wish she would have relayed the added cost of ice.
*CORRECTION: I got the sweetest and most considerate message regarding the above from the cafe, and I want to say clearly and plainly that this kind of care for customers is something I rarely (if ever) see. They read the review, didn’t ask for anything, and just heard what I had to say (even apologizing). I can’t let this responsiveness go unacknowledged. This blog is not my echo chamber. So, in order to give the cafe the utmost respect that it completely deserves, I’m going to cross out the above, to document the effect of my positive interaction, and just say what you should read is Black Sesame Latte=$6 and ice=$0.50. That’s all there is to it.