Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Oddly Correct

On Friday, Roger and I checked out a hole-in-the wall coffee place in Westport called "Oddly Correct."

 The sign on the door told us they were serious about their coffee.

I do expect good coffee from a place where even the counter is a work of art.

I'd read about the place, how they employ a unique, artisanal technique for brewing one cup of coffee at a time.

While we were waiting for the coffee, we drank in the funky decor. I was enamored of the vintage mortar the owner had uncovered when he rescued the place from its previous life as a payday loan business. (Yes, those are bicycle tire tubes hanging on the wall.) 

The owner, Gregory, said he wants to project a spirit of whimsy, and seems to be succeeding. Both through the decor......

....And the packages of coffee beans, he illustrates himself.

  I especially enjoyed the corner dedicated to random, assorted objects:

But my favorite feature was the bookshelf in the back corner. I said to the owner, in jest, "Gee, I'd like to read one of those books on the top shelf." He said, "No problem. I'll get it for you." He said the bookshelf has climbing holds, like rock-climbers use.

Roger sat next to a row of "Bearded Fellas."

Finally, I received my coffee. I had ordered the Gelena. A natural process Yirgacheffe that was supposed to taste cake-y and sort of blueberryish. It DID taste a little like blueberries, but in a good way. It was very smooth, with absolutely no bitterness.  That day they were also serving a Rolindo Bourbon Rwanda, said to be a limey caramel blend, and Kenyan Thirik described as "lemony."

I was given a ceramic cup for drinking, and the extra poured into this very scientific-looking beaker.

The sculpted heads in the corner kept us company.


When we left, there was a big pallet of coffee beans waiting outside.



  1. Great place. I recommend it. Also enjoyed talking with Gregory, the owner, who was passionate about his store but also relaxed and easy to talk to. I left with a feeling that the little guy can follow his dreams and succeed in small business. It doesn't have to be all about the big corporations. In fact, there's a Starbucks two blocks away and the Broadway Cafe less than a mile away, and he's competing! I want to go back, and I don't even really drink coffee! Up with Oddly Correct!

  2. COFFEE!!
    When I read about places like this it makes me wish I were a coffee aficionado. It sounds so enjoyable to find little establishments that are focused on the esthetics of the drinking/tasting experience.
    Unfortunately, in my little world, I drink coffee to live…I don’t live to drink coffee. Hot, strong, black, strong and strong is how it must be. I will drink it every day of my life from wake up until noon…then done until wake up the next day. I drink coffee like I drink beer…I drink for effect, not taste.

  3. H.B., I imagine that race car drivers and mountain climbers do need to go for the high octane stuff, and can't fool around with the subtleties of flavor and bean pedigree. That task falls to the rest of us, sigh. Some of us are born to scale lofty heights, break speed barriers, and some of us are born to seek out the perfect cup of coffee.

  4. I love this place and your review too! There's something kind of Bruce Brown Endless Summer to it. Come to think of it, I think you would dig Endless Summer. Your photos are great!

  5. Thanks, PC! I do need to see Endless Summer --I think I probably would dig it.