Broughton Street, Edinburgh
Edinburgh today has been enveloped in a dense, ethereal fog. An air of Sherlock Holmes-esque mystery has draped itself over the streets and bestowed it with an almost romantic quality of anonymity. It rather suits it actually; walking around I felt as if I was in an otherly-worldly realm of the unfamiliar. I was enjoying myself, quite content…then it rained, and it just wasn’t fun anymore. So, seeking comfort, dryness and a hot drink I diverted my walk home into Artisan Roast on Broughton Street.
Why have I only just discovered this place?! It is officially my new hotspot for mooching, reading and coffee drinking – and I’m not even a huge coffee aficionada, but I think they might just have converted me.
Inside it oozes an intellectual, laid-back bohemian vibe that is perfectly conducive to both studying by yourself or gossiping with friends. In fact, I think this would be the ideal place to go for an oh-so-casual coffee date with that certain someone you have your eye on. Go on, take them for an ‘Artisan Roast’ coffee – they won’t be able to resist you!
A total ‘Artisan’ coffee virgin myself (the most experimental I usually go is a Gingerbread latte from Starbucks) I stood staring blankly at all the fancy named coffee beans scribbled on the wall. Luckily, the friendly lady busy making everyone their coffees was there to recommend the ‘House Blend’ latte, and for £2.00 I thought it very reasonable.
It was sublime. I’m certainly no coffee connoisseur, but the richness and depth of flavour in this latte was just exquisite. It was like drinking velvet and I just didn’t want it to end. Unfortunately it did, and when it did I stayed for another 3 hours contently engrossed in my book as people came and went. It was the epitomes of my perfect afternoon. So, thank you Artisan Roast, you’ve found yourself a regular.
57 Broughton Street,