Kenya’s got the beans, but the Nairobi coffee culture leaves me missing Seattle

by · February 9, 2012 · 9 Comments

The author settles down with a cup of coffee in Nairobi

It wasn’t until I moved away from Seattle for the first time that I realized not everyone in the world becomes a coffee junkie by age 15. My memories of growing up in the Pacific Northwest are steeped in coffee. How my Dad took it straight and black as tar and my mom brewed coffee that would put hairs on your chest, and then drenched it in cream and sugar until it was unrecognizable.

I’ve heard before that coffee is so popular in Seattle because its a legal and widely available upper in one of the most depressed cities in the world. That may be true, but I think it goes deeper than that.

Rain and coffee bind Pacific Northwestern-ers together into a club not many outsiders can endure joining. The rain is a litmus test for who deserves to enjoy what this wonderful city has to offer, because they can recognize that all truly great things come with a little sacrifice. And when we crowd into the coffee shops during the winter (and spring…and fall…) months to avoid the misty air outside, a bond is forged between us and our stimulant.

But tragically, coffee plants are too delicate to grow in our spongy environment. They need sunshine, warmth and red, fertile soil, so we’re forced to look abroad to maintain what is deeply Seattle about us, depending on countries halfway around the world to supply us with our caffeine fix.

So I was struck by the poetry when, my junior year of college, I ended up in Kenya, the place where so many of my childhood memories had been grown.

During the first week of my study abroad program, I met up with the one other American studying at University of Nairobi. We flopped onto cafeteria chairs, beaten down by absent professors, cultural miscommunications and the constant racket of a language you don’t understand. And we did what any born and bred American girls would do. We set down to debrief over caffeine.

I was excited that for the first time, I was going to taste coffee grown and cultivated no more than a dozen miles away. When the waiter came over, he set down our orders in front of us, ceramic cups full to the brim with freshly poured, steaming hot, translucent… water. Balanced delicately on the side of the saucer was a neat little square packet.

We both stared at it, dumbfounded.

“Nescafe?”

A coffee farm in Thiriku, Kenya, where they also grow the tea preferred by locals (Photo by flickr user counterculturecoffee)

Now I had never even seen instant coffee until I was nineteen. The stuff was barred from our house along with Wonder Bread and cable TV. It wasn’t until a hostel in Dublin when I assumed it was hot chocolate mix and dumped heaping spoonfuls of it into my mug. Describing the result as nauseating would be far too generous.

Little did I know that was just the first of many times I would sip those freeze-dried, rehydrated coffee granules and feel deflated, confused and utterly homesick.

Six million Kenyans may be employed by the coffee industry, and it may be just a few hundred miles from the birthplace of coffee, but it turns out that Kenyans just don’t really like coffee that much.

Like any international city worth its salt, coffee culture is catching on in Nairobi. But it’s a long and slow road. Yesterday I was in the fanciest café in town, and the waiter served a french press full of coffee grounds in a creamy beige sea. The hot water, coffee and milk had all been added together into the french press. Enough to make a Seattleite cringe.

And so now that I live and work in Nairobi, I’ll continue to fly halfway around the world, back to my hometown in a damp corner of the United States, to guarantee a steaming cup of freshly brewed, properly fussed over, Seattle coffee.

Abby Higgins

Abby Higgins

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Abby Higgins is a travel writer and journalist who splits her time between Kenya and her hometown in Washington State. She speaks French and Swahili and received her BA in Political Science from Bryn Mawr College. In addition to writing, she has spent the past three years working in development and women’s rights in East Africa. You can read more of her writing at abbyhiggins.com.
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Discussion9 Comments

  1. Have you talked to any Kenyans about why they don’t like coffee (and what they think of exporting all of this stuff abroad)? Do the people that actually grow the coffee also drink Nescafe?

    • Abby Higgins says:

      The people who grow the coffee definitely drink nescafe! I guess as a byproduct of British colonialism Kenyans love, love, love their tea, and most would choose that over coffee any day. Tea is a huge part of Kenyan life. There is a small but growing movement of Kenyans who want to bring quality coffee culture to Nairobi, so its increasingly easier to get a solid cup of coffee here, but it still seems to be pretty slow to catch on.

      • Industryvisionary says:

        Hi Abby. My partner works for the UN in Nairobi. You should take your approach and nurture a strong coffee culture there with Kenyans. Artcaffe, Java, and Dormans (although chains) all serve fine Kenyan coffee. Nakumatt sells some of the highest quality beans. Youth in Mathare will soon launch an espresso bar. Chai for me though :)

  2. Miz Marr says:

    Abby, then you don’t even want to hear what I drink in the office (and i LOVE it) Nescafe sachet… then it gets worse, its a pre-mixed 3 in 1 version that already has coffee, creamer & sugar, so you just add water :) How scandalized are you right now?!
    And yes, we love our tea no doubt (brewed if possible, none of that teabags)! We export all our best coffee, but Java & Dormans beans are triple A or some superior grade like that!

  3. Lindsey Engh says:

    Ghana is the same way, although more coffee definitely comes from Kenya! I think the only ‘coffee culture’ I’ve seen in Africa is in Ethiopia… Ethiopians love their coffee just as much as the guys that drink their export!

  4. Mugure says:

    As a Kenyan, I have to say that for you to get the full “coffee experience”, you will have to go to the right place.
    In cafeterias and other small local eateries, don’t expect to find fresh-pressed coffee. You’ll find Nescafe.
    Now, if you want to drink coffee that reminds you of Seattle, coffee that’s better than that in Seattle :), you’ll have to go to the establishments that are known for brewing coffee – Java and Dormans.
    Otherwise, you may as well just order a cup of tea.

  5. Musyoka James says:

    Happy new year to all. I have come a bit late in the conversation but allow me to weigh in irrespective of that fact. You are absolutely right about coffee culture in Kenya, it borders on shocking and the ridiculous. We are huge producers of quality grade coffee (Grade – A i believe) and one would imagine that by now we would be excellent connoisseurs of coffee but as pointed out, we are simply not. Neo-colonialism, economic factors (considering the price of a cup of espresso), a classic case of TIA (This Is Africa) or a combination of the above? It’s hard to imagine what’s a miss. I am one of the few exceptions to this conundrum, but this is not accidental. For ten years I lived in Carlton / Parkville Melbourne City, a suburb of Italian influence and an unmatched obsession for nothing less than perfectly weighted espresso coffee. A place where Starbucks was not good enough and had to close up shop. Caught up in all the madness, I bought a discounted high quality espresso machine on a whim and everything changed. I took barista classes and the rest is history. I LOVE and appreciate espresso coffee. My greatest regret in life was living my coffee machine behind. Arguably, Java and Co. are good quality beans, but are under no pressure to make a perfect coffee. Its often too hot when the serve it and ratio of milk vs coffee is off but tolerable considering the lack of alternatives. It is my belief that as Kenya becomes more globalized the coffee culture will inevitably establish its self. The rapid expansion of java in particular is evidence to support this. What we need to start seeing are some small alternative and trendy coffee shops run by young entrepreneurs. A place where university students and young working class can buy affordable high quality espresso coffee and even maybe cheap espresso kettles and machines, maybe even get tips on how to make good coffee. This will go a long way to establish the culture. There is a great business opportunity in this area.

  6. Why viewers still use to read news papers when in this technological globe all is available on net?

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