Welcome to the West Village — where avenues and streets are of no relevance and the stride of the average New Yorker slows down approximately 2 miles per hour.
When I first moved to NYC all of the different “Villages” confused me. West Village — East Village — Greenwich Village — what the hell is the difference?! Now I think I’ve finally straightened it out. Greenwich Village and East Village are two separate neighborhoods — splitting off in the center of Manhattan. The West Village is a smaller neighborhood that encompasses all of Greenwich village west of 7th avenue. And I hope you’re paying attention — there will be a quiz at the end of the year.
I have a sweet spot for this particular West Village Starbucks. One reason for this is because it is the closest location to the Christopher Street Piers — which I frequented over the summer. But mainly because on my first week in NYC I sat down at this location, starred out into the streets of my new home, and wrote postcards to some of my dear friends and family back home. I know: how stereotypical!
The point is that this Starbucks was the perfect location for doing that. Tucked away in the Village, this Starbucks gets much less of a crowd than most. Which is good because it is a small location, and it really couldn’t handle much more. But it has all the necessities and added West Village charm. My favorite feature is the small counter bar that acts as both a seating area and a divider between the barista line and lounge.
A great Starbucks to visit on a Sunday afternoon. And bring a postcard or journal while you’re at it.
The Crowd… Light and ever-flowing. I’ve always been able to claim a seat and get right to work.
The Location… A beautiful spot — sure it’s a bit of a walk from the trains — but you’re walking through a quality neighborhood.
The Hours… Closes at 9:30pm on weeknights and 10:30 on weekends.
A great team — both espresso machines appeared to break down, and they were sincerely apologetic while they swiftly resolved the issue.
Drink of Choice:
Grande Iced Skinny Vanilla Latte — a mouthful I know. I never thought I’d be one of those people that sound like they’re speaking a monologue when they order their drink, but low and behold what I have become.
Overall Starbucks Rating:
Come write some postcards — why wouldn’t you?!