Sunday, April 25, 2010

Coffee!!!

Way too much coffee. But if it weren't for the coffee, I'd have no identifiable personality whatsoever!!
- David Letterman
Thats an apt description of me as well. Being a complete coffee addict, not a day goes by easily without my cups of coffee. Recently on a personal trip to Bangalore, when strolling down the quintessential Brigade Street, by a stroke of sheer luck, I stumbled on the famed Indian Coffee House on my last day in the city.

Tucked away on a corner of the by-alley of Brigade Street with every inch of the place screaming simplicity, the whole experience of a simple cup of coffee by itself was quite extraordinary.

On entering the shop, one is immediately transported to the early days of the Raj, with the waiters donning crisp white uniforms & hats with a huge red belt. The ambience itself is old school with the stiff right angled wooden double seats and tables and simple, unadorned walls.

The coffee however, is another story altogether. With the feeling of the coffee beans literally exploding in your mouth, this was one of the best coffees I have ever tasted. There is a rich aroma that is so charachteristic of freshly brewed coffee, the rich, full feeling at the back of the palate is something that I haven't experienced in any other coffees that I have tasted. And this comes from a person who knows his coffee and is extremely fussy about it!

The whole experience of the coffee as well as the coffee house are the ICH's greatest USP. Anyone who's a regular or even a first timer like me will vouch for it being one of the best. The Baristas and the CCDs dont figure anywhere near the extraordinarily simple ICH.

Anyone who happens to visit Bangalore should surely visit this quaint little coffee heaven on earth.