It really is all about the other side of Market Street now.
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Not to be outdone by San Francisco's own zip code fibbing person of the people, Green Party follower and Berkeley Rent Stabilization Board member Chris Kavanagh, according to today's Matier and Ross, "was hauled out of an Oakland coffee shop [Cole's Coffee Shop] in handcuffs today" and thrown in the clink on fraud charges for lying about his Berkeley residence.
This weekend we started our taxes, so we are now feeling particularly poor. In need of activities that that will suit our penny-pinching ways, while also distracting us from the cold hard reality of our financial state, we turn to Albany, a little town north of Berkeley.
Remember those days?
Every once in awhile, SFist likes to get out of our pajamas and take the SFist show on the road. So we pick up our trusty laptop and head on out to go work at a coffee shop. There's one we especially like to go to-- it's small, extremely cute and cozy, and has plenty of outlets for everyone to plug in. There's only one problem, though, and that even at like two in the afternoon, they're usually too full for us to get a table. And so we go to another place only to discover that they too are completely full. It's two in the afternoon, doesn't anybody have jobs?
We were tipped off about this coffeeshop accident on Page and Laguna on Friday by a reader, who reported that a sedan smashed into an SUV around 8:55 a.m. and hit two coffee shop patrons sipping coffee outside. We've still got no confirmation on the person who choked on a tree branch, though.
Time when newspapers only meant two things to dogs – either they were laid out flat in the kitchen or rolled up in the palm of someone’s hand. Neither use was particularly attractive.
Perhaps a result of the recent spate of publicity surrounding laptop thefts at cafes, super-fine SFist reader Sugam observed this behavior:
In media news, looks like Google got caught with their Craigslist-killer pants down over the weekend when their new database system was accidentally revealed to the public. Their shiny, baggy, flowing pants. Tom Foremski talks to Craigslist CEO Jim Buckmaster about all things classified ad.
We have been jumping up and down since one of our favorite food writers, heck, our favorite one, Dan Leone, Cheap Eats Guy at the Guardian agreed to do an interview with Gastronomique. Disclosure: we are total fan. We have read him punctually every Wednesday since, like, 1998 and time and again, even though we knew he was going to order the chicken and eschew the mayo, he has surprised us with his goofy-yet-poetic outlook on things.
Inside the west-bound 1 California that we rode on Sunday, there's a sign that reads "Shop the Haight." The sign is printed in strange brown tones that make it almost unreadable.We thought that a sign encouraging visits to the Haight would have some color. Perhaps the sign was a bad omen, for the Haight was where we were headed.
Last week, we talked about "ordering the right thing" -- recognizing the specialties of the house and what would be appropriate to drink there.
After the discovery of the holy grail of Bay Area coffee last week, it's a good time to sit back and take stock of why we do this. And how we go about it.
After taking a look, we realized that this was not the work of just any amateur. She definitely has a great eye for abstract details, composition and color. And Genevieve is definitely open to letting folks purchase prints or high quality files, and would be happy to shoot your portrait or event. Her site includes a contact email if you're interested. A browse through the archives should be all the convincing you'll need. SFist is looking forward to visiting her site regularly for new photos and inspiration.
When reviewing a cafe or coffee shop, the Trimethyldioxypurist's typical modus operandi is to order a straight-up cup of good ol' American drip, nothing fancy -- a good benchmark to measure the general quality of a shop with its peers.
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For those of you who thought the lamp posts, telephone poles, and coffee shop windows in town look too empty, fret no more! It's almost time for Supervisor elections!!
