77 Coffee

We stopped here on our road trip. Super friendly staff, delicious coffee! Highly recommend

Amazing!! Hot Cafe in morning, excellent place. They have Energy Drinks also!!

Best hot chocolate in the state!! Ava and Jessica are an absolute delight to see in the mornings. So very thankful to see their faces in the morning handing me my order with a smile and small chit chat. Thank you so much for all you do.

This coffee is so good!!!!! It’s cheaper than that other 7 place and I was greeted with a smile from a friendly young lady first thing in the morning!! I had to buy 2…. For myself it’s soooooooo good!!!😊 They had the oat milk I need and why not support a local business!! Y’all have my business!! Oh yeah did I mention it has a drive thru? I went there (from my hotel) in my robe, just hopped out of bed 😂😂 They also have a card to punch to earn free coffees ☕️ ☕️ This was another great start to my day!! God is good!!!

Curb appeal is everything. Sure, you can craft the finest drinks or cook the most delectable dishes, but if that artistry isn’t reflected in your establishment’s presentation, you risk losing potential customers at first glance. Coffee House 77, however, excels in this department. Driving toward Fort Smith, I found myself craving coffee but uninspired by the usual suspects. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed this charming little café. Its inviting setup—with patio chairs, lush plants, and a chic black-and-white façade—spoke volumes before I even tasted a drop. The line of eager customers was the clincher; I knew I had to stop. Now, here’s where things get real. I drive a sizable work truck, so the drive-thru wasn’t an option. Instead, I parked and approached the walk-up window. Let me set the scene: I’m in my usual work attire—a bright lemon-yellow safety shirt and well-worn jeans. I know the stereotype; construction workers aren’t typically associated with $5 coffee habits. But here’s the thing: we have standards too. Expensive tastes aren’t exclusive to those pulling up in luxury SUVs wearing designer labels. I mention this because I detected a flicker of judgment from the lady taking my order. Her demeanor wasn’t overtly unfriendly, but there was a subtle coolness, as if my presence didn’t quite fit the expected mold. It’s fine; I’ve encountered it before. I didn’t dwell on it because my focus was singular: securing a caramel mocha with an extra espresso shot. The verdict? Fantastic. The flavor was rich and indulgent, the aroma an intoxicating prelude to each sip. This drink wasn’t just coffee—it was a testament to the craft. So, thank you, Coffee House 77, for honoring the sanctity of a well-made brew. With any luck, I’ll find myself working in the area again, and you can bet I’ll be back for another round.