The Bourgeois Pig is dead to me

While on the way to meet up with BF, I stopped by and ordered an 8 ounce latte at the Pig. The result: a foamy scalding hot disaster which brought great shame upon hipster cafes everywhere. It was so bad, I brought it back to the cafe without drinking it. Why would I ever go there again when Intelligentsia is only three minutes drive away? Pig, you are dead to me and I shall not return.

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5 Responses to The Bourgeois Pig is dead to me

  1. TG says:

    I think you missed the point of the BP; it’s for sitting in all day and working undisturbed, and not for the drinks (although the tea setup is often OK). Going there for coffee instead of Intelligentsia is madness.

  2. Danny Calegari says:

    This makes me think of the cheese shop sketch (“Coffee? It’s not very popular round these parts.”)

  3. JSE says:

    Drink black fliter coffee the way the good Lord intended and you’ll have no problems!

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