The coffee at Piccolo Cafe is another great fight against the watery mud that our palates have all become accustomed to from fast food coffee stores on every corner. Piccolo and its purveyors come directly from Italy and they bring with them a respect for coffee so great it could make you believe that their grandparents lovingly tended and farmed each bean that they hand ground and passionately poured into your cup (I have no idea if their grandparents were involved in this process but I do know it's damn good coffee).But more than the coffee comes from Italy, the entire vibe in the cafe feels straight from the Italian countryside. I had lunch at Piccolo in midtown today and even though the food isn't anything mind-blowing, it is really fresh and the place was a wonderful respite in an otherwise mundane Thursday. The second I walked in I felt like it was a random summer afternoon and I had nothing to do and no where to go and no desk full of work to come back to. Something about the coffee and the food and wood paneled walls that makes you feel like you've been whisked away to a foreign country and that you are a blissfully meandering tourist instead of a rat racer in heels on a summer afternoon.
This little coffee shop has now expanded to 3 locations (conveniently near my home and office!) and it's a great place for a cup of coffee or if you don't mind a little wait during the lunchtime rush, something more. Either way this little piece of Italy is definitely worth it!Piccolo Cafe
3rd Ave btw 15/16
Madison Ave btw 37/38
40th St. btw 7/8th Ave
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