The Maison Brûlée roastery drum in mid-cycle

Our Story

A house that measures everything so the room can feel effortless.

Brass cooling tray with freshly roasted beans

1998

Two barrels behind a bakery

Hélène Brûlée bought a second-hand drum roaster and a lease on the back room of her father's boulangerie. The first lot was a washed Guatemalan she roasted eleven times before she was willing to sell it.

2007

The salon opens

We took the front room, laid the herringbone floor, and put in twenty-eight seats. The rule from the first day: no table is turned. If you take an hour with a cortado, that hour is yours.

2016

Direct relationships

We began buying single barrels directly from six producers in Kenya, Colombia, Ethiopia and Panama. Every bag on the shelf carries the farm, the altitude and the price we paid.

Today

A quiet, measured house

One roaster, one pastry chef, nine rotating lots and a loyalty circle that asks for nothing but a phone number. We measure everything, but only so that the room feels effortless.

The Pastry Bench

Laminated at four in the morning

Our viennoiserie is folded with cultured butter over three days and baked in two waves — one for opening, one for the afternoon. Anything unsold at close goes to the shelter two doors down.

Croissants and pistachio escargots on dark marble