A funny thing happened on the way home from the bar, I found another bar. This sign caught my eye and so I opened the door and entered DTUT. It doesn’t look like a bar, it looks like a coffee shop. Not one of those “chain” coffee shops, you can probably guess who I’m referring to, their name begins with an ‘S’. Rather it resembles an independent coffee shop with couches and low tables, a bar against the wall with wooden and metal bar stools, mismatched chairs and tables. Pop art posters, posters with kooky sayings “I dream of a world where chickens can cross the road without having their motives questioned.”, a giant flag and bookshelves with what looks like real books.
At the back is the counter with a couple of smiling 20 somethings ready to brew your coffee drink, pour a glass of wine or pop the cap off a bottle of beer. Pleasant and knowledgeable, a winning combination. Free wifi, 25 craft beers, wine and coffee drinks, they also serve food. I can’t comment on the food since so far I have only had beer. They also have an Edison Chandelier, something I had never heard of. This is not the chandelier that is at DTUT, I couldn’t get a picture of it, this is an image from Google. All other pictures in this post are mine.
The first night I was there the young man behind the counter mentioned they had been there since ‘last summer’, that time I had Dogfish Head Tweason’ale a gluten-free beer with strawberries, sorghum and honey. It was surprisingly good, the last gluten-free beer I tried ended up poured down the sink. Since I didn’t remember how long they had been there, and I wanted to write this blog post, I went back. This time I had Shiner Bohemian Black Lager, very nice, smooth and quite tasty. This trip I found out they have been in this location since June 2013 and before that they were near 84th Street. I don’t know why that location closed, but I hope they are in this new location a long time since it is convenient for me on my way home from work. I also tested out the wifi.
My only problem is, when I serve myself, I never know how much to leave in the tip jar.