The Sins of Moab Coffee
Continuing my coffee tour de Moab, I rode through the drive through at Wicked Brew. This place is in a big, gravel parking lot on Main Street, and has been there for about two years. They apparently bought the little building in Portland, complete with equipment, and brought it to Moab, where it sat on wheels until recently when they put it on a foundation.
They serve coffee from a roastery in Salt Lake City called Caffe Ibis, and the guy serving my coffee told me it was "organic and stuff, so that's pretty cool." The espresso machine is a 3-group La San Marco, manufactured in 1995. In the past LSM machines have had problems maintaining temps when it gets busy. This machine looks fairly new, and since I was the only person for miles looking for Wicked coffee, there was no chance of temp issues.
I like the building. And the logo is cool. They have stickers with their logo on it, and other ones that say "Sinner."
I ordered a small americano, and it was served with a chocolate-covered coffee bean on top of the plastic lid. Fancy drive-through to-go fare. Or something.
My first sip was very earthy, almost gamy. After that, it was all Sumatra and bitters, and the desire for something a little less Yemen. Wicked Brew is a wild brew- an over-extracted, watered-down, not-that-great brew. But it was coffee. Maybe I'll go back. I'm running out of options...
They serve coffee from a roastery in Salt Lake City called Caffe Ibis, and the guy serving my coffee told me it was "organic and stuff, so that's pretty cool." The espresso machine is a 3-group La San Marco, manufactured in 1995. In the past LSM machines have had problems maintaining temps when it gets busy. This machine looks fairly new, and since I was the only person for miles looking for Wicked coffee, there was no chance of temp issues.
I like the building. And the logo is cool. They have stickers with their logo on it, and other ones that say "Sinner."
I ordered a small americano, and it was served with a chocolate-covered coffee bean on top of the plastic lid. Fancy drive-through to-go fare. Or something.
My first sip was very earthy, almost gamy. After that, it was all Sumatra and bitters, and the desire for something a little less Yemen. Wicked Brew is a wild brew- an over-extracted, watered-down, not-that-great brew. But it was coffee. Maybe I'll go back. I'm running out of options...

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