Blue Bottle

It was a rather short visit at Blue Bottle at Mint Plaza. Walking past the holiday insanity on Market street, I was happy that we arrived this tall handsome house with elegant white window frames, a peaceful oasis in the middle of downtown San Francisco. There was a small lineup at the entrance, but we found ourselves inside the house only after a few minutes. Although I was paying most of the attention to the good company I was having, I was finding this cafe quite lovely. Cappuccino was rich and aromatic, and the creamy foam was just perfect. My date had a News Orleans, a cold brew with milk, crane sugar, and roasted where to buy klonopin chicory, and it was quite unique and flavourful. I wish I had a bit more time to try their pastries and other food items. The interiors were beautiful with high ceilings, brick walls, retro coffee brewing devices, and wood furniture, looking familiar and reminding me of Gastown, our hipster central in Vancouver, except it is so bright here with sunlight coming in from all the huge windows, which is quite a contrast to the usual winter’s gloominess back home.