Many coffee shops in Athens are similar: typical menu, some treats for those with a sweet tooth. Donkey Coffee and Espresso, however, is in a league of it’s own. The atmosphere itself just radiates calm and a sense of tranquility.
When you walk into Donkey, the first thing you notice is the lack of noise, save for those nights they have bands or poetry readings. The coffee maker chugs along and the rooms smell like baked goods and a spice that you can’t quite put your finger on. The coffee list covers everything from teas, to foreign concoctions, to frilly creations that only a man in a kilt and half shaved head could perfect.
The baked goods are out of this world. Mainly organic, some made in house, they are perfect snacks for a college kid who has no actual time to get dining hall meals. The seats are like being back at home: just broken in enough to make them possibly the most comfortable seat to catch up on the work that all students procrastinate.
The people who frequent Donkey Coffee are usually the same. They are the people who are friends with Kenny, the man in the kilt. They are college students looking for a quite place to do work away from campus but close to Court Street. They are the people who live in Athens, not just frequent to bars. They know the ins and outs of Court, the best places to find adventure, and the best place to get a good, organic cup of coffee.
Donkey is my place of calm. When I need a good cup of tea like my mama used to make and a chair that feels like home, I go there. It is like my hug from home without having to make the drive.