If you want something lighter (and with fancier coffee), head instead to Dineen, just a few blocks north.
For coffee, head to the Piccolo Bar on Piazza Vittoria, where everyone meets to sit at the counter and drink espresso.
If you want more than a frothy cup of coffee, head instead to Yörük Çadırı (Nomad's Tent), a tent cafe where you can join youngsters and families showcasing a line dance known as horon, or sing the night away to live Turkish folk and pop.
For a mid-morning coffee, head to Parque Central to sip a cafe negro (black coffee) at Cafe Barista, a Guatemalan chain where the aromatic roast is sourced from nearby farms.
We shake hands, exchange brief introductions, order coffee, head to one of the benches outside, and begin talking about his status as a medical marijuana patient.
He left the house at 4 a.m. every morning with a travel mug of black coffee, heading to the gym at the Pentagon.
Before heading to Portland, Oregon, I'd heard all the jokes, chuckled at the earnest coffee-heads in Portlandia, and its reputation as duck-fat-soaked Porkland.
She's a 25-year-old manager at a Tully's Coffee, a struggling local chain that positioned itself years ago as the alternative choice for Seattle coffee-heads — brightly lighted where Starbucks was dim, medium roast where Starbucks was dark.
Watching the first film second, it's fascinating to witness scene after familiar scene – the post-heist street shootout, the coffee shop head-to-head – unfold, with unheralded, often over-emphatic actors.
Holding that very bright thought in mind, he slurps his coffee and heads out into the black and white London afternoon.
In 2008, Blue Bottle Coffee turned heads in San Francisco when it unveiled a halogen-powered siphon bar.
