Sightglass is not often the tranquil respite from the hustle-bustle of SOMA’s 7th St. that it once was. It’s a construction zone, with many a visit requiring a keen eye and deft side-step to avoid impeding the ingress and egress of people and construction materials involved with the continuing progression of transforming that voluminous warehouse space into Justin and Jared’s pean to specialty coffee.
But it’s all for a good cause. And it doesn’t keep me from returning. It’s the coffee that keeps me coming back. That, and the fascination with watching the space develop before my eyes. I’m not the only one. It was sometime in 2009 that I ran across the cart behind the roll-up door and witnessed the cavernous space behind the white canvas curtains. It set the imagination running. The possibilities seemed limitless.
All. That. Space.
I asked, and everyone else asked as well. Question after question about what the plans were, what it was going to look like, what that corner and this upper mezzanine was going to become. All of the questions were happily fielded. They’re still being asked – by myself and, it seems, nearly every other customer – and they’re still happily answering. Even as the space is becoming increasingly finished and detailed, I’m still intrigued.
This morning, a macchiato, a bag of Costa Rica Helsar de Zarcero Arce Microlot and a smoked ham and gruyere “pop-tart” (the copyright must’ve run out on that term) from Tell Tale Preserve Co. The macchiato: delicious – still the butter-brickle and the delicate acidity. The Helsar will have to wait until I fire up the Chemex in the morning. The “pop-tart” was delicious and at $2.50 not nearly as expensive as it tasted.
And just in case you weren’t sure Sightglass wasn’t in it for the long-haul, rest easy…
That’s a medallion. Embedded into the concrete outside the roll-up door. Yeah, you’re stuck with ’em now.