7 Brew Coffee

Reviews

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  Lerone Owens

  3 days ago
  5.0
  I look forward to going to 7 Brew EVERY time I get to go!!!
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  Lydia Reichert

  Dec 10, 2025
  5.0
  I’m am not much of a coffee drinker, but I do love a good lemonade! 7 Brew has em! Nice balance of tart and sweet across the board!Samantha there is the absolute best!! The smile of sunshine and the spirit of encouragement and excitement! Like an old friend you have known your whole life, she is so personable! Spectacular!! Her attention to detail is stellar!! Nice to find great service and a with a beautiful smile!! I highly recommend!! She even remembered my name from the time before!!❤️
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  Harmony Frazier

  Dec 9, 2025
  5.0
  ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Review for Kaden E Kaden is always super friendly and makes every visit to 7 Brew a great experience. He greets you with a smile, remembers your order, and makes your drink exactly how you like it. His energy and customer service really stand out he’s quick, helpful, and genuinely cares about making sure customers leave happy. If you ever stop by, definitely hope Kaden is the one taking care of you!
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  Cambreana Dye

  Dec 7, 2025
  5.0
  I want to give a huge shout-out to the young guy Kaiden who always takes care of me. Every time I pull-up, he remembers my order before I even say a word, and it honestly makes my evening shifts so much better to look forward to. His attitude is always positive, friendly, and professional, and you can tell he takes pride in his work. It’s rare to find someone so attentive and consistent, especially someone his age. He’s a great example of excellent customer service and a real asset to that store. I hope he gets the recognition he deserves he truly makes the experience worth coming back for! Highly recommend stopping by guys—you’ll be treated well!
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  Ben Yentzer

  Dec 7, 2025
  5.0
  Alright, let me tell you why I rolled up to 7 Brew this particular morning. Last night was supposed to be SIMPLE. Shower, sleep and dream about being productive. But no. My world had other plans. It started around 10:47 p.m. when I heard a noise on the porch. I opened the door and immediately locked eyes with a deer standing there like it was about to ask me about my car’s extended warranty. It didn’t run. It didn’t blink. It just stared into my soul while chewing something suspiciously smug. Fine. Not my business. I went back inside, and about 30 minutes later, my dog decided he needed to alert the entire neighborhood that a leaf had moved outside. Just one leaf. But apparently this leaf was a threat to national security. Mid chase, he knocked over a lamp, scared the cat, who then launched into the air like a furry missile, hit the wall, knocked down my keys, set off the key alarm, and somehow started playing “hollaback girl” by Gwen Stefani on full blast. Now it’s 12:15 a.m., and I’m trying to calm everyone down like I’m the manager of a Walmart on Black Friday. I finally crawled into bed… only for my other dog to suddenly remember she, too, has vocal cords. She let out ONE bark…just one…but it was enough to startle my sister’s cat again, who jumped onto my chest like a brick with claws. I sat up, wheezing, eyes watering, questioning why God gives animals more nighttime energy than humans. I lay back down. Then came the coyotes. Not close. Not threatening. Just loud enough to make me wonder if they were arguing about politics or auditioning for America’s Got Talent. Meanwhile, my sister’s cat is pacing the room like she’s deciding whether to join their pack. At around 2:30 a.m., I heard another noise outside. I peeked through the blinds and saw…no joke…what I think was the same deer from earlier, now judging me for still being awake. I swear he nodded at me like, “Still struggling, huh?” By 3:15 a.m., I’d accepted that sleep was a myth. A conspiracy. A government experiment gone wrong. I finally drifted off at 5:49 a.m. At 6:00 a.m., my alarm went off. So I dragged myself to 7 Brew, looking like the ghost of someone who tripped over a toaster, and that’s when Ms. Samantha entered my tragic little story. This woman didn’t just take my order. She diagnosed my level of sleep deprivation with one look and crafted the perfect energy drink like some kind of caffeinated chemist. She handed it to me with the smile of an angel and the efficiency of someone who has DEFINITELY dealt with people more chaotic than me. One sip and BOOM… I felt my soul reattach to my body. My vision cleared. My posture improved. I remembered my social security number. Ms. Samantha didn’t just give me energy. She resurrected me. If corporate is reading this: Give her a raise, a crown, maybe a franchise. I survived a night of dogs, cats, deer, and coyotes… But I only survived the morning because of Ms. Samantha.

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