Since coffee has pretty much lost its effect on me, I go to it now more as social activity. Don't know what to do Sunday morning? Grab a coffee. Want to relax after work? Let's go for drip. Got problems? Coffee.
For me it's comforting and the experience is more about my association with lazy Sundays, warm beds, and relaxation, than the caffeine buzz that comes with it.
Front Cafe is a tiny spot in Potrero operated out of a former industrial loading dock. (My kind of space. My kind of windows.) It's a short bus ride away to a kind of peace that's a little softer and a little quieter than the norm.
I love flowers. But flowers in mason jars? Take me to heaven.
Kudos to Maria for pulling off this furry coat with style and poise.