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Quiet, desolate café (even with Cafe Proust's closure across the street) that's quite stereotypical for SF neighborhoods: small space, Internet access, beat-up wooden chairs, brightly sponge-painted walls, sketchy local artwork, token plants, and a mini-ATM. Espresso is served to the rim with a medium brown, thin crema. Flavor leans more towards drip coffee - peppery and a little stale, as if their machine is imparting the flavor of a build up of rancid oils due to a lapse in proper cleaning. Overextracted. Served in a random ceramic cup with no saucer. [CLOSED: Replaced by Matching Half Cafe by 2009.]
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