Saturday, 10:00 am
It’s Saturday morning in San Francisco, and I’m on the hunt for the perfect breakfast spot slightly outside the city. Up pops Cafe Réveille. Pink tables? How could I possibly resist!? A breakfast date was set for 10:00 am.
Cafe Réveille is nestled in Mission Bay, which is just past SOMA and close to AT&T Park, home of the San Francisco Giants. I Ubered in from the east bay to meet up with a friend for breakfast and a coffee.
The cafe was absolutely adorable. It’s the perfect stop for anyone looking to get some shots for the gram. You cannot resist the pink tables, and we couldn’t either. We chose to sit outside as the day was quite lovely and our eyes only saw millennial pink.
I ordered some avocado toast and a latte. I will admit, my latte wasn’t the absolute best I’ve ever had (that title goes to Kaffeine in London). It was middle-of-the-road which I didn’t mind, though still slightly less on par with SF standards. When I lived in SF, Réveille owned a little coffee truck just outside my office. So to see them grow into a mini-chain of SF coffee shops, is quite remarkable. They always had a fantastic pour over.
But people definitely don’t come here for the food. The ambiance at Cafe Réveille is everything.
A Parisian Affair
The ambiance outside is reminiscent of a little coffee shop in Paris. You sit close to your neighbors, and neighbor’s dogs (which really is the best part), and sip your cappuccino and eat your morning eggs. The chairs were not the most comfortable thing in the world, but damn were they cute.
Réveille in French actually means ‘to wake’. The pronunciation is slightly difficult as well if you aren’t familiar with French. While most Americans would pronounce it as two syllables like ‘rev-eye’, the ending is much more beautiful sounding in French, though kind of arduous to be saying every five seconds.
The inside of the coffee shop was also super charming, though slightly disconnected from the outside seating. You get a more modern touch inside, which I had no problem with at all. It was definitely gorgeous. The bar had beautifully patterned tiles reminiscent of Moroccan or Portuguese tiles. Something you wouldn’t really see in Paris. Their large windows allowed a lot of light in, which I found charming.
There were loads of people inside, and it was much more lively. Inside, it seemed as if people were *gasp* actually there to eat and drink coffee. While outside, there were mini photoshoots going on everywhere. I took part, naturally…
Overall, we had a really nice experience here. Their food and coffee don’t really mimic the perfection of the space itself, but it’s a decent meal with a lovely experience, especially on a nice day.
After all, who doesn’t need a pink-table-rendezvous in their life?
What did you love most about this coffee shop? Would you stop by?