I walked around to 5 different coffee shops in a small radius and this one was my favorite. I ordered a doppio and got a singolo, but that wasn't enough to hold back the fifth star. Yhe espresso was thick, rich, with vibrant bitter acid. It coated the classy super-mini ceramic mug aggressively - like an old fashioned stain on antique furniture. Breaking a long streak of many many gas station and instant coffees (which is not always worthy of a complaint) this was all I could of asked for, however Hyperion didn't stop with their espresso.

The all female barista squad was slick and efficient. They disregarded me the way any café hipster should but did it with the grace that true hospitality pros learn so as to keep the atmosphere uber-cool but not make me as the guest feel slighted in the least. Ever been to a coffee shop where the staff wear embarrassing uniforms and are forced to pretend to be friendly while they interrupt every conversation at a 10 second interval to yell mispronounciations of your alias announcing your bev is ready? Hyperion is the opposite of that.

What i needed most was really to sit down for a few ticks after a long morning If walking, and Hyperion had plenty to offer. There is seating right by the busy counter on a long window length bench, an upstairs with quiet, afternoon sunlit tables, and appropriately rickety sidewalk benches and worn tables outside wrapping around the corner location. Stylish, good looking people seemed to be all over these spaces. I wondered if they were tourists or outsiders like me or locals? Cool crowd to be sure.

Lastly, Hyperion has a an ice water dispenser upstairs. 5 stars.