Ang kwento
A house that happens to sell coffee
Why barako
Batangas liberica — barako — nearly disappeared. Coffee rust wiped out most of the province's trees in the 1890s, and what replaced them was easier to grow and easier to sell. The varietal survived in small holdings, mostly because families kept drinking it.
It does not taste like the coffee most cafés serve, and we are not going to pretend otherwise. It is heavier, a little smoky, and it does not need much help. If you have only had it at a carinderia, out of a glass, that was probably the real thing.
How we roast
Green beans come from three farms within an hour of here. We roast in the back room, in small batches, and we sell it the same week — which is the whole reason we roast at all rather than buying it done.
Nothing is aged, blended, or held back. If a batch is gone, it is gone until the next one.
The name
Tahanan means home. It is also the room our grandmother kept her kettle in, which is closer to what we meant.
There is no minimum spend and nobody will ask you to leave. Students study here. People bring their parents. The courtyard is loud on Saturdays and quiet by four.