Philz has completely ruined me. I used to be happy with a regular grande coffee from Starbucks. I used to pay $2, $2.50 max for a cup of coffee. I used to be ignorant and happy. But now that I know how incredibly delicious coffee can be, now that I know its true potential, there’s no going back to the naive bliss I once had.
Now if I don’t start every single morning with Philz coffee I’m a bitter, angry person. It sounds arrogant, but it’s honestly become difficult to drink anything else. It’s just too. damn. good.
With 19 different brews, you’re sure to find one that is perfectly tailored to you. My drink of choice? The silken splendor with plain soy milk. It doesn’t just warm my body in the morning, it warms my heart and my soul.
But be warned: this place is pretty funky. Some would call the interior eclectic, others would call it a mess, but either way it’s not one of those sleek, hip spots that have been taking over the city. No no, it’s way more poor, dirty hipster, which I don’t mean as an insult.
Also, because this place is sorta a big deal and each cup is made to order, you may run into a bit of a wait. The baristas are fast, but give yourself at least 5-10 minutes.
Finally, despite my love of their sweet, hot brews, their pastries are pretty terrible. They look tempting behind the glass, but it’s just an illusion – you’re best off finding sustenance elsewhere. Luckily, the best patisserie in the city, Knead, is right next door and open early.
An almond twist + a pomme + a fresh cup of Silken Splendor = morning perfection.
3101 24th St
San Francisco, CA 94110