I’ve never been a regular here, stopping by only when I’m feeling a bit worn down while running errands on this edge of Capitol Hill. But if I had to pick who makes the strongest coffee in Seattle, it would have to be Bauhaus. One cup, I’m high. Two cups, I am dangerous.
Big windows, a great corner for people watching and chairs outside when the weather is nice, and a view of the Space Needle that I never remember until I am sitting in there.