As a writer living in New York who recently graduated from City College with a bachelors degree in Creative Writing, I spend an inordinate amount of time in coffee shops. As a kid I liked my coffee light and sweet and I didn’t care about where the beans came from. As an “adult” who worked five and a half years at Starbucks in two countries and went to school full time while working and had sixteen+ hour days, coffee became a lifeline. Coffee shops are my special place. I used to do my homework in them, I work on my writing projects there, I’ve used the WiFi when I’ve been deprived, I’ve found a sense of community especially when I’ve just moved into the neighborhood/borough.
I first encountered The Chipped Cup, when I rented a room on 151st between Broadway and Amsterdam. Sadly I only lasted two weeks in that room because I was expected to share one bathroom with five other people! The Chipped Cup is below street level but not quite a basement. There are a bunch of tables with chairs, a couch and two armchairs as well as an outdoor garden area that’s open year round. They have pastries, espresso drinks, drip coffee, teas and recently they introduced Avocado Toast which means I’ll never own a home (because that’s why NYC real estate is out of my reach, not the insanely high prices).
After I moved from that overflowing apartment, I lived in both deep Queens and Brooklyn, too far to visit. Last November though I moved to the Bronx and because I still had a loyalty punch card I decided to look up how far it might be. It’s a fifty minute walk from my house so on the weekends I put on some walking shoes and get a mini walking workout to balance the donuts from Donut Plant and the flavored oat milk lattes I will consume while writing a poem, post or journal entry. If you’re ever in the Hamilton Heights area and want good coffee, yummy pastries (they are finger licking good) served by really nice baristas, please stop in, find a table and look for me scribbling away in one of my many journals.
The Chipped Cup