Kapow! Coffee

My friends and I, by ancient custom, walk down to our local coffee shop every afternoon. And as long as we worked nearby, Kapow! was where we’d hang out with the super-cool baristas (Hi Angela! Hi Jeremiah!), huddle around the electric fireplace on cold winter days, and soak in the primary colors and the posters and the good music. Them was the good old days. I still drop by when I’m in the neighborhood while they’re open, which isn’t too often.

It’s exactly the kind of place you would expect Seattle, being Seattle, to have about a hundred more of. But there’s only one Kapow! Don’t miss it.