Irish Coffee

This morning, with the first rain of the Fall season in San Francisco, I ran off to find a cozy coffee shop on Taraval Street in San Francisco with my friend, Grace, who lives in the area. After driving some ways, we parked across from a 7/11 and ran to the nearest cafe. The small bakery and cafe we found turned out to be this home-style, family-owned, Irish cafe called 'The Copper Kettle', complete with traditional flute music, green clovers, and HUGE cups of coffee (or hot chocolate, for Grace).


My capaccino was the biggest I'd ever seen, so much that I didn't even finish it. The small coffee house is also a pretty hefty bakery, having anything from scones to loaves of bread to doughnuts. The apple turnover I ordered, and the French toast Grace ordered, were also very delicious.

What made the place more fun is that the petite, delightful waitress had the heaviest Irish accent I've heard in years and there was a husky man in the corner talking to his friend in a Brooklyn accent, complaining about his job.

I definitely think this is my new, go-to cafe in Parkside!

View their Yelp! page here.