Credo Coffee quietly turned heads when it opened shop downtown. Deftly pulled macchiatos were a timely antidote to overwrought extra-large double-doubles, and Credo's airy, sunlit, art-filled space breathed new life into downtown's dusty bricks. Fast forward a good five years and the rich brew of Intelligentsia beans still wafts from Credo's doors.
This time, though, the downtown set is not Credo's sole beneficiary. A
smart flight of polished concrete steps on 124 street leads down to
Credo's second-born. This shop hardly feels like it's below street
level; floor to ceiling windows and a walk-out basement door lend this
Credo the same sensations of light and approachibility as its downtown
predecessor. The macchiato brownies (top left) are as deep, dark and
devilishly delicious as they are on 104 street, and a frothy mug of
London Fog (top right) is a heady brew of woodsy bergamot and sweetly
astringent tea with hot milk.
Chewy granola bars (above) are a far cry from the corn syrup-laced
bricks found on grocery shelves. No; here, chocolate chips, oats and
raisins sidle themselves somewhere in between a bowl of hot oatmeal and a
Grandma-style oatmeal cookie in terms of overall naughtiness. Espresso
macchiatos (bottome left) are as rich and bold as an Italian race car
mogul - and just as beguiling. Jewel-esque Jacek Chocolates
(bottom right) are almost too pretty to eat. Almost, but their
aesthetic appeal seals their fate. Set among the concrete ceiling and
hyperlinear track lighting at Credo the Second, it's nearly impossible
to sense that this stretch of 124 street is on the verge of something
momentous, just like 104 street was that pivotal half-decade ago.