On the corner of First Avenue and Seventh Street sits a magical little espresso bar I question discussing, because in my opinion it’s the best coffee in Manhattan, and I don’t want there to be longer lines. That being said, I also believe everyone should visit this place because it is wonderful. With standing room for just a few people (New Yorkers should be used to this), Abraço is no bigger than my apartment bedroom that hardly fits a queen. Regardless, it serves the richest coffee, homemade olive oil cakes and miniature breakfast sandwiches called “lil’ eggies” that are stuffed with a hardboiled egg and pickled cucumber and more than a lil’ wonderful. Don’t expect these sweet and savory treats every time you go, pastries often run out early and food is seasonal, based on availability at the farmers market. The no-nonsense menu and fast and friendly baristas represent what coffee should be about- simplicity and quality. Abraço is a happy place, and even on cold rainy days in the East Village it feels jazzy and warm. There are no tables, just a little wooden bar and a bench for lounging on the sidewalk with the classic East Village crowd. I stand outside with my dog and a silky latte as the sound of 70's jazz from the vinyl echoes out the open window. I assume I'll live on Seventh Street forever as long as Abraço never goes anywhere.