For a couple of years now I have been waiting with bated breath for the moment that I taste the so called ‘divinity’ of coffee that is a Monmouth. Himself and I headed to central for a spot of shopping and general mooch when I mentioned that we were close to a place that I had wanted to try for some time. Being a coffee lover like myself he did not hesitate to walk with me to grab a cup of hot deliciousness in a cup. As it was a particular chilly afternoon the warmth would be welcomed instantly.
As we arrived at Monmouth the queue was out the door but we were there for the long haul as after searching it out we were in the mood for some serious beans. Whilst waiting in line I told him about the sacred Monmouth and hyped up the coffee to the point where he was just as excited as I was to get the cup in my hand and at the tip of my lip. An added benefit would be a seat in the warmth for even 15 minutes just to warm up but as there was limited seating this was not an option.
As we were heading for something to eat we decided to opt out of the pastry selection on offer. With a slight grumble also for the price wanted for such pastries we stifled our thoughts and walked on by. Not without getting a few snaps of the delectable little morsels set out to make any mouth water just at the sight.
Both sweet and savoury were on offer to us as we patiently waited to make our take out order and basque in the warmth of other people’s body heat in the line. With the delightful smell of fresh beans on the back bar my taste buds were ready for the seventh heaven that ‘is’ Monmouth coffee.
My go to order for any coffee shop that I have never been to before is a flat white as you can’t really go wrong with coffee and milk in small portions right?! From the standard coffee menu as you can see the price isn’t overly hiked up because of the name or location. Or is it . . .
Now I know after extensive research (!) that Monmouth is known for small measures so the price I paid for this Flat White after getting it and it being smaller than any other Flat White I have ever had was slightly disappointing. To add to the straw that was slowly breaking the proverbial camels back slowly was lukewarm coffee – LUKEWARM! (tested with nib of little finger) I mean I ask you in what world is that ok for what is meant to be one of London’s top coffee haunts?!
Sadly my friends it does not end there. After asking for sugar at the bar we were directed to what I can only describe as a bowl of sand that I would not even want to put out my (much needed by this point!) cigarette in the event of fire. With bits of dirt which could have possibly been old coffee beans but to the naked eye nobody knows, this bowl of ‘sugar’ was not something that I wanted in my coffee. Personally I am a fan of brown sugar but this really put me off.
So after waiting 10 minutes for a lukewarm coffee and bowl of dirt that was put out to resemble sugar I took my take away Flat White and fled the scene. Still hoping for a decent rebuff from the taste of such ‘amazing’ coffee I took an eager sip. The only way I can describe the taste of the coffee was artificial and plastic like. I do not know why but those are the first words that sprung to mind when tasting this cup.
Heavily disappointed I headed for the epitome of plastic Starbucks (I am an addict and am not ashamed to admit it!) if only for a cup of hot coffee no matter the taste as it was doused in caramel syrup. People I am not a coffee snob and merely headed to Monmouth for the experience as well as the supposedly great tasting coffee but this was a bad experience of mine. Do not let my bad experience put you off as I will be heading to Borough Market very soon to try a simple Americano and see if they can get that right.
For now I leave you with a heavy heart on my experience of Monmouth coffee, urge you to share your thoughts and experiences and wait patiently for me to head out to Borough Market soon!