I'm not much of a coffee guy. I don't need it every day, nor do I even crave it. Ordering coffee is not some decerebrate reflex I do as a part of my daily routine like so many of the early-morning zombies I see every day, crowding a Starbucks on their way to somewhere else, and I am glad for that. So, when the time comes for me to actually enjoy a cup of coffee as a destination and not just a stopover, I find that few places feel sufficiently special enough to qualify. Dagger Mountain, my friends, is one of those few.
OK, so the location is pretty weird. Having lived in Valpo for nearly 20 years (3 of them literally across the street from Dagger Mountain), I don't think I'd ever been to this little commercial complex just off Silhavy. In many ways, it kind of feels cool to turn down a lifeless stretch of warehouses and happen upon a place like DM, which is almost shockingly warm and inviting once you step in the door.
Service is friendly and attentive, and prices are just about right. I've ordered several bags of coffee when I've gone home to visit, and they've been a real hit back here in LA.
The design is smart and classy. Good muted colors, dim lighting, and a nice open counter and prep area that lets you see how much work goes into your coffee. The menu is small, and much like Sump in my former hometown of St. Louis, there is a right way and a wrong way to drink this coffee, and they won't let you drink it the wrong way.
Some people may be turned off by the fact that cream and sugar are a no-no. Some may find it pretentious. Some people, like me, appreciate that there is a certain craft to the product that demands to be respected. You wouldn't dare tell a chef at a fine restaurant how to season and sauce your food, so why would you presume to do the same to the people making your coffee?
After all, this isn't K-cup swill. You're drinking some high-end stuff here, cultivated and brewed by people who have gone out of their way to source the beans AND personally roast and grind them all on-site, so you might as well taste it the way it was intended to be tasted. I'm not even a coffee connoisseur, and even I can appreciate the subtleties in each of the beans; there's more than just coffee flavor in there already.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that if you want a quick slug of coffee-flavored milk, there's a Starbucks pretty much anywhere where you can go and have your drink out of a waxy paper cup with a butchered version of your name scrawled on the side. But if coffee is more than just a means to an end, a place like Dagger Mountain will show you the way. read more