When the sky is grey and the chilly fog rolls in off the bay, there is one thing that is guaranteed to make me feel better: a big fat bowl of hot phò steaming in my face. After trolling Little Saigon in search of the perfect bowl of phò tai, I am excited to report that Bodega Bistro has got just what I need.

I love coffee. No, seriously. I really love it. There are few things as deeply satisfying as a rich, frothy, quality cup of coffee. I discovered my local Philz Coffee today in SoMa. When I took my first sip of the heavenly elixir I’ve come to think of as my liquid crack, it stopped me dead in my tracks.