- How do you love Peet’s? Peet’s wants you to count the ways. Share your story of Peetnickety devotion, and you could win free coffee for a year — for you and five of your friends. The “Why I Love Peet’s” contest is part of the company’s Founder’s Day activities honoring Alfred Peet, the grandfather of specialty coffee. While I suspect it might be something of a conflict of interest for me to participate, myself, feel free to count me among your friends. ;)
- Survey says… According to a recent NCA survey, more Americans are drinking specialty coffee, but the amount being consumed every day is falling. Could it be that folks are starting to wake up to a bit of an economic pinch? Surely not. And remember, your beloved leader wants you to click your heels three times and say, “We’re not in recession. We’re not in recession. We’re not…”
- Resisting the Siren… The Colombian profiles four independent Vancouver coffee shops who’ve each found themselves pitted against Starbucks, and — so far — are living to tell the tale. After conferring with Taylor Clark — author of Starbucked — the Columbian looked for just what these shops were doing right:
“Clark’s research revealed, and the Columbian’s anecdotal reporting confirmed, that successful coffee shops develop a loyal customer base that prefer s the independent coffee maker’s brew over Starbucks’. They maintain a narrow focus and don’t try to imitate Starbucks in look or products. They benefit from a segment of consumers who will drink anything but Starbucks. And, perhaps most importantly, coffee has become a part of daily life for so many people.”
March 10, 2008 at 3:29 pm
Recession or no recession, you can pry my specialty coffee from my cold, dead hands! If I’m buying beans, I’m buying “Fresh Coffee Now” (which I find to be the freshest, best tasting locally roasted coffee). I’ll pinch my budget elsewhere!
March 10, 2008 at 4:18 pm
That’s the thing about coffee… even in the worst of times it seems folks have always found pocket change enough for a cuppa joe. Even if it means shaking down every threadbare sofa cushion… or folks walkin’ down the street. “Brother, can you spare a dime?”