High desert, low pretense.

The State Street roastery, open at six and not in a hurry to close. A working roaster in the room means the smell does the marketing and the machinery sets the noise floor. People settle in here.

Open until nine at night, which in Boise coffee terms is practically nocturnal. The Bench location runs on skate-shop energy with barista- championship coffee, and the evening crowd is half laptops, half decks.