My wife and I stumbled onto this place on a bike ride over Manhattan and Brooklyn bridges (follow the signs off the Manhattan bridge overpass to the waterfront and keep going until you hit a dead end). Inconspicuous in its DUMBO warehouse, the only visible signs of great coffee were the few contented customers on the tables outside, and a small queue inside the door. Finding a place to lock our bikes up was a considerable challenge, with every pole 5 deep in bikes and nearby scaffolding warning of confiscation! A top cycling destination, they could do with a few more racks! We got creative with a nearby relay box...
20 minutes later I was sipping had the best latte I had ever had (and I've had a lot of lattes!). Tech starts doing business amongst stacked sacks of raw beans, a roasting machine being tended in one corner, and a couple of workers carefully tasting the blends - this was easily the coolest atmosphere of any cafe I have been in.
The sandwiches were good, and I was moved to purchase a tin of coffee to take home to Australia and a t-shirt.
If I lived in Manhattan, I'd be cycling here for my coffee.