It is with great shudders of caffeinated joy that I announce the return of Breakwell's Coffee. The shop was gutted by fire last September, and it was reported that kids were to blame. Kids and fireworks.
At the time, I had posted some enraged (yet brilliant, I thought) disciplinary ideas for the firecracker kids. I mean, for the love of GOD, children, don't mess with Poppa's coffee.
But today is a new day. After months of silence and boarded windows, Breakwell's is brewing again.
And as a rather nice plot-twist, the proprietor says there was actually no foul play; no pyromaniac punks running wild with roman candles and a thirst for chaos. The fire was the result of an electrical malfunction, and the crackling sound of a massive arc caused some to believe they were hearing fireworks.
So we can release the kids from the dungeons....I suppose.
Whatever. It's good news. I've missed the breakfast burritos & cafe Americano. All is well again.
Serving breakfast goodies until 11am. 9th and M Streets NW, Washington DC.