Valentine’s Day is here. Love notes to my obsession are in order.
Dear Bad Ass Coffee,
Roses are red, violets are pasty,
You make coffee strong, and oh so tasty.
Okay so I’m not much of a poet, but trust me this coffee is legit. And it just so happens that I live harmfully close to their only NY location.
According to legend, the name “Bad Ass” comes from the nickname of the donkeys who carry their special variety of Kona coffee beans through the Hawaiian mountains; but I know it really comes from the fact that there is truly no better way to describe their coffee drinks… completely bad ass enough to give this regularly caffeinated girl the jitters. Their friendly staff and choices in pastries, parfaits, pitas, and lattes keep me coming back for more.
A lover’s latte.
Part strawberry, cherry, and white mocha, mixed with espresso and milk, and topped with whipped deliciousness.
All I need.
Truth be told, Bad Ass, you make my world a better place.
Your number one customer