Honey Oat Cortado
$4.50A double shot cut with toasted oat milk and a thread of raw wildflower honey.
A neighborhood coffee house where the beans are roasted in the back, the chairs are deep, and no one is ever hurried out the door. Come for the cup—stay for the morning.
Ember & Oak began in 2009 with a secondhand roaster, a corner shop with good light, and a stubborn idea—that coffee tastes better when nobody’s rushing. We tore out the fluorescents, hauled in reclaimed oak, and filled the shelves with books people actually read.
Fifteen years on, we still roast every bean in the back, still know our growers by name, and still pull each shot by hand. The room has aged like a good table—a little worn, warmer for it, and always open to a quiet hour.
— Mara & Tomas, founders
A short list of the cups our regulars keep coming back for—made the slow way, every time.
A double shot cut with toasted oat milk and a thread of raw wildflower honey.
Steeped eighteen hours, then rested in charred oak. Smooth, low-acid, quietly bright.
Single-origin beans, poured by hand to order. Floral, tea-like, never the same twice.
Nothing here is automated. Every step is a decision made by a person who cares how the last sip tastes.
We buy small lots direct from growers we've sat down with — paying well above market, and naming every farm on the bag.
On a restored 1950s cast-iron drum roaster, twelve kilos at a time, by people who can hear when a batch is ready.
Pulled, poured and pressed to order. No autopilot, no timers barking — just a steady hand and a little patience.
Deep chairs, worn tables, plants in the windows and the low hum of good conversation. This is a room that asks you to stay.
Every bag leaves the roaster within days — never a warehouse, never a mystery date.
Direct trade with farms we know by name, at prices we're proud to print.
No push-button machines. Every cup is someone's craft, not a setting.
Deep chairs, real books, slow mornings. Stay as long as the day allows.
The kind of place you mean to leave after one cup and somehow lose a whole morning in. The cold brew is dangerous.
You can taste that someone cared. The pour-over changed how I think about coffee — and the room is just so warm.
My office, my reading room, my Sunday ritual. Ember & Oak feels less like a café and more like a friend's front room.
You’ll find us on the quiet end of Alder Street, green door, warm light in the window. No reservations—just come as you are.
The tables are first-come, first-served — that's part of the charm. For larger groups or a private morning, email us and we'll make it work.
There is, but we keep it quiet. Mornings until 11a are laptop-free by custom, so the room stays a room and not an office.
Always — oat, almond and a house-made hazelnut. Most drinks are built for oat by default; just say the word.
Yes. Whole bags are on the shelf by the register, and a rolling subscription lands fresh beans on your doorstep every two weeks.
Well-behaved dogs are welcome on the patio and just inside the door, where there's a water bowl and, usually, a biscuit.