Waterfront Coffee Company — Restaurant in Edmonds

Someday, I am going to finish my novel. When I do, I'll thank places like this for giving me a place to work that is not my dark, cold, lonely condo. The Waterfront Coffee company has a few things going for it. First off, it is down by the water in Edmonds. When I was done working, I got to take a nice walk and popped into Rory's for lunch. The coffee is fine. In an area where you can't swing Juan Valdez without hitting three coffee shops, this place does not stand out as being terribly bad or good. That is fine with me, since I was there to work. Bad coffee would have bummed me out and good coffee would have distracted me. Maybe I'll write about Goldilocks. There are plenty of tables crammed into the space. I easily found one by the window with a power outlet. A sign by the cash register gave me a wifi password and I was in business. I recently bought a new computer and I am not used to it yet. So, when it ran slowly, I could not be sure if that was the wifi or the computer. My table and the rest of the shop was very clean. This seemed to be due to the diligent work of the prettiest barista I have ever seen. That was a nice touch. The only downside there was the people they let in. Most of them were fine. One family had noisy children, a sin that I am happy to ignore, even when it makes it hard to concentrate. The problem people included a couple with a dog that was not well behaved. I jumped everytime someone came in and the dog barked at them. The owner had to keep a tight grip on the beast to prevent an incident. The pretty barista has a friend who is a cop. Given some dangerous situations I've witnessed with Seattle police, I get nervous when I see someone carrying a gun, even if they are supposed to be there to protect and serve. I managed to get a chapter finished, so I consider the morning a success and I appreciate The Waterfront Coffee Companies...

What a disappointment - on at least 3 occasions. I'm reading good reviews but the place is really different since the owner changed. The reason the del sol coffee is so great has nothing to do with positive vibrations from distracted smartass 20 year olds or a hip environment. The del. sol is the best tasting coffee ever. The deal is: coffee is not supplied,to buy, on a regular basis, when out of sealed bags u get ripped off because the correct coffee and correct amount aren't given, any questions for the owner-- he is not there, they can't call him and-for real- he's "in the mountains" Juan Valdez perhaps?? After several coffees not made right and not tasting right, I tell the girls this and ask for a replacement. The answer from both girls is ZERO CUSTOMER SERVICE. The girls were rude, would not call the owner- that we have met, and gave the answer I'm not authorized, & why didn't u bring it back- not understanding we don't live in Seattle or anywhere near it. This cautionary comment comes from a 6+ year patron. Just wait for this if u buy bagged coffee, receive the wrong coffee drink and say something, or request the correct coffee drink be made since the last three were poured out on the way to UW. Coffee shops must provide excellent customer service- otherwise what is the point of being employed where customer service is all u should focus on. I found a place for this coffee- new in a food store. No mistakes No hassle...

I recently visited the Waterfront Coffee Company and ordered a strawberry matcha with cold foam. I had high hopes especially after the barista mentioned the matcha was organic and from a high-quality brand. But when my drink was called out, I was immediately confused. There was no way this could be my drink, a matcha. The drink was a dull, greyish-tan color more like a watered-down latte or murky dishwater than the vibrant green you’d expect from matcha.

I checked the label, and sure enough, it said “strawberry matcha.” I was in disbelief. Not even a hint of green. Just an unappetizing beige, almost like the color of wet cardboard or cement. Out of curiosity (and concern), I looked at the bottom of the cup and saw a few green clumps settled there, confirming that, yes, this sad-looking drink was supposed to be matcha.

I was absolutely disgusted. As a regular matcha drinker, I can confidently say this was a complete miss.

I was really looking forward to trying it out as the ambiance of the café was nice, and its location by the water, but unfortunately, that’s not enough to bring me back. Matcha lovers, save yourself the disappointment and...