I stumbled into Bakeshop this morning an hour earlier than normal. Needing a pick-me-up before my 9 a.m. meeting, I asked Olivia and Sarah for a Redeye. Without missing a beat, Sarah suggested a Crack Shot. Seeing as she wouldn’t tell me what was in it, I knew it had to be good. After a couple of minutes of mixing the concoction, she handed me a cool cup with iced Batdorf & Bronson inside. As I took my first sip, she explained it was cold-brewed coffee, for an espresso-like punch, mixed with milk and simple syrup. By the time I made it into my office, my latent sleepiness was gone — and so was my Crack Shot. Forget Maxwell House, this was the best part of waking up.