Moutainbuzz Cafe is kind of hidden away from the main attractions in Georgetown. I was actually on my way (or thought I was) to the center of town when I saw the colorful sign that invited me to park in their small, gravel parking lot and walk in.
My first visit to Mountainbuzz Cafe is as clear in my mind as the Colorado skies are. The smiling sunshine on the outdoor sign was a beacon of warmth that shined through the falling snow. After the two hour drive it took to get only to Georgetown, I swear I heard the cafe singing to me as I turned my blinker on to park on top of newly fallen snow. I opened the door to find the qualities I so adore in local coffee shops: welcoming, laid back and warm (the warm aspect takes priority after a frigid day in the snowy Rocky Mountains.) I ordered a soy latte from the somewhat friendly person who stood behind the counter. The caffeine was an absolute must due to the interstate-turned-parking lot that had my brain pumping sleepy chemicals throughout the numb parts of my body involved in sitting. To fulfill my physical need for dinner, I ordered the Mt. Olympus Paninni – I have yet to find a vegetarian paninni as delicious and fulfilling as this one; the fluffy, slightly toasted bread, feta cheese, hummus and brussel sprouts sent happy messages all over.
Speaking of bodily messages: The bathroom (which seems often discovered in coffee shop visits due to the diuretic qualities of caffeine) was colorful, entertaining and nostalgic. (Nostalgic for the Sugarloaf sticker that adorned the door, colorful and entertaining for all of the other stickers that dotted that interior of this small powder room.) The bathroom is located just beyond a shelf which holds maps, Colorado tourist guides and used winter gear for sale. While the weathered, randomly placed goods may seem tacky to some, I find them charming.
I have since made it a point, when driving to and/or from the mountains (or both) to stop by this glowing beacon of fulfillment, warmth and chemical alertness. Every experience has involved a somewhat friendly barista/cashier/manager?/owner? guy. His semi-friendliness is always quickly forgotten once my Vail Mountain Coffee and beloved paninni arrive. The coffee is always hot, the food is consistently good and the service is…well… consistent at least.
With less time to take leisure drives into the mountains, I find myself dreaming up reasons to head west on I-70. In fact, I believe this bright location may be reason enough.