Coffee Roasters

Let’s settle something right out of the gate: Portland didn’t stumble into great coffee. This city built it, bean by stubborn bean, back when the rest of the country still thought “dark roast” was a personality. Rain nine months of …

Let’s settle something right now: Chicago is not a coffee afterthought. This is the city that gave the country its first serious direct-trade roaster, the city where a chef in a garage with a popcorn popper turned roasting into a …

Let’s settle something right now: Boston is not a Dunkin’ town. I know, I know — the orange-and-pink cups are practically a state bird around here, and there’s a drive-thru on every other corner from Southie to Somerville. But underneath …

Let’s settle something right now: New York doesn’t do anything halfway, and coffee is no exception. This is the city that runs on caffeine and conviction, where a $7 pour-over and a 99-cent bodega cup somehow coexist on the same …

Let’s settle something right now: New Orleans has been a coffee town since long before “third wave” was a phrase anybody said with a straight face. This is the city that taught America to stretch a bean with chicory, to …

Let’s settle something right now: Philadelphia does not get nearly enough credit for its coffee. This is a city that birthed La Colombe, fueled a generation of artists in Fishtown warehouses, and still expects you to drink your cup standing …

Let’s settle something right now: Houston is a coffee town. Not in the precious, whisper-in-a-minimalist-cube way some cities do it — in the loud, humid, generous, fix-yourself-a-cup-and-stay-a-while way that only a city this big and this hungry could pull off. …

Let’s settle something right now: Jacksonville is a coffee town, and it has been long before anybody slapped “third wave” on a menu. This is a city that sprawls — beach to Riverside, Springfield to Baymeadows — and somehow each …