Coffee is an art. Don’t believe me? Try asking the 417,354 people who use #coffeeart on Instagram – aka the Louvre of 2015. To save you some time, I account for about 50% of these hashtags.
Yet there’s no denying that those milky, silky hearts *M&S advert voice* are in a gallery of their own. From the flatlay latte to foamy frogs, it’s never been easier to expresso your inner Picasso.
Glorious Art House
The title alone makes this the top destination for any Bartista. The mugs make you feel like you’ve fallen down the Rabbit Hole into Wonderland. No teasing.
Their hot chocolates make Heston gastronomy look mediocre, and it even has an art gallery upstairs. Sounds to good to be true? It is a bit of a trek from campus/ Princesshay, but when you love something a latte you make sacrifices.
They also have their own book cycle, so literature lovers are sorted for life. Seriously, if it were closer to Campus I might move in.
Boston Tea Party
The coffee shop equivalent of an old friend for Exeter students, their cups may not be quite as instagrammable but their coffee art is pretty on point. They do feathers, hearts and feather hearts for good measure – like a Monet water lily, they know what works.
The second floor does look a bit like a school dining hall, complete with primary school artwork on the walls, but that’s all part of the charm. Go early, grab a sofa and lose yourself in a book. I recommend To Kill a Mochabird.
Literature students may have no future prospects in the world of work, but we do have our own Central Perk. Making 8:30ams bearable since September 2015, you don’t even need brewty sleep when you’ve got Camper on call.
Their white hearts sit on a rich and foamy background, with an edgy sprinkle of chocolate to finish. It might be the most attractive date you ever have. So if your day is falling a bit flat white, head over to the Queen’s of milky hearts.
With art in its name, expectations are high. Mocha Lisa? Their paint brushes strike at exactly 93 degrees, balancing over the cyclical canvas for 26 seconds. With a flourish, expressionism takes hold. Your cup could hold a panda, a pterodactyl or a pigeon – it’s a complete lattery.
The baristas are the Banksy of brew, giving you a beautiful cup of Jo by any beans necessary. I could be referring to art or artist here. Not that this plays any part in my love for Artie.
Other cafes can give it a shot, but I would advise them to go back and chai again later. When it comes to coffee art, my heart lies with Artigiano.
If this post was DeJa Brew to you, I love you a latte. If you can’t appreciate coffee art, you shot yourself in the foot by actually reading this. Brew, you whore.