Variety Coffee - Williamsburg
Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York City
In the mid-saturation days of 3rd (4th?) wave coffee’s expansion into Brooklyn, I was set with the task of cataloging them. I visited the best the city had to offer at the time, as well as some of the place it just… had to offer. The images I have in this set are certainly from different time periods. The busted green counter above clearly belies the early days when the first opened the shop, but look at the next shot and you can see it is clearly post-renovation.
I regret that I don’t have more photos from the first trip in 2016 to reflect back. I assume I felt there wasn’t much to see then, or that maybe it was unsightly. Having grown a lot in how I appreciate the look of a place even when it is defunct, I’ll bet I would enjoy seeing it now. But what I do have are some shots from the following year where the place had undergone some renovations, and could then be shown off a neighborhood jewel worth drawing people to the area.
I enjoyed Variety and often would stop in for an espresso if I was in the area and had the craving, but this location never really sang to me. If I were intentionally ‘going out for coffee’, I’d either be looking to try something new, or going to one of my main haunts, which would have been Devocion in Williamsburg or AP Cafe in Bushwick. I did go to the Bushwick branch of Variety with a bit more frequency, as that was both closer to home and a lot more beautiful of a place.
This location is distinctly a small outpost. Great for those in the neighborhood, surely, but for me not much of a destination.
We’ll finish up with a set of espresso images as I hunted around for a composition I was happy with.
In the top left corner of that last image I see what I believe is my brother Dustin, which brings me back to this time. Dustin, our best friend Daniel, and I would roam around to the coffee houses I was photographing and often just got a single espresso to split between the three of us. This is because we were going straight from one to the other and if we were each having a full espresso at each stop, we would have all been having a very bad day. But this way we each got to taste what the shops had to offer, broadening our palates and knowledge. I look back on it fondly.