My Mazda was recently recalled for a faulty airbag inflator. Yup. Airbag inflator. Had to get it fixed. Luckily for me, Method Coffee in Prescott, AZ was a five minute walk from the dealership performing the repairs. And previously, I’d had positive experiences with Method’s Mochas. So, I was ready to venture out into new waters and explore the rest of their menu.
Location. Method is in a strip mall on a busy street in a small city. They seem to always have customers in their drive-thru or lobby. The inside layout is clean and spacious. This was my first time out of the drive-thru, and I was surprised to find a display of Chemex brewers and filters, a Clever Dripper, a French Press, and a single, solitary, whole bean bag inside the front door.
Service. The clerk was very willing to talk with me about their coffee, the display of home brewers, and what coffee he would recommend. I saw that they had pour overs on their menu. We talked about those for a while. He old me it was new, but not very popular. They sure seemed like an afterthought on the menu- but it’s tough to maintain a nice looking menu that’s changing pretty regularly. I appreciated the honesty, as he suggested I skip the pour over and choose an espresso based beverage instead. See, the day I showed up was bean shipment day. This explained the solitary bag of whole bean available for retail sale. And, the scarce bean selection available for pour overs.
Coffee. So, I heeded his advice and skipped the pour over. I’m not sure if it could’ve been worse than the Americano I ordered. In hindsight, I should’ve kept to my regular Method Mocha. That would’ve been safe. The espresso and water brought out the flavors of the espresso, and it was not good. I don’t know if it was because they were waiting for a fresh shipment of beans or not, but the espresso tasted weak. I tried to doctor it up with some cream and sugar, but alas, there was no saving it. Since I spent money, though, I fought through and drank it all.
Conclusion. Though not coffee, I ordered a cinnamon roll and it was very good. The good food and service made up for the bad coffee. Maybe it was just an anomaly, or maybe it really is best to skip anything that tastes like coffee in this joint and stick to the lattes and mochas. I can’t remember where he said he gets his coffee from, but it was somewhere in Phoenix. that could be anywhere from an hour and a half to two hours away. Perhaps local shop hat don’t roast their own beans would be better served to find a local roaster to partner with. This could possibly solve the problem of not having enough of the right beans on hand.