Florrie Shattock3 months ago
This is my favorite coffee shop in the city, hands down. Great vibes, great people, great drinks. The ghostly trio is the best latte I’ve ever had, and I’ve been trying to recreate it for months at home— but it just never tastes as good as their version! The matcha is ok, but what you’re really here for are the lattes— unique, inventive, flavorful, not too sweet, crafted with care. The playlist is always a vibe, the decor is nostalgic and fun, and the baristas are excellent at what they do. Bonus points for the trans flag in the window :)
So, why not five stars, you ask? Because it is impossible to find a table. I’ve come to this shop at 9am on a Tuesday, 6pm on a Saturday, noon on a Friday, whenever I can/feel like it. It is always packed. But the people at the tables aren’t sipping drinks, they’re remote working. For hours. Every day. Now I can freely admit I’ve been a part of the problem as I have remote worked here once before, but I stayed for all of 3 hours. I get that if people want to sit there all day they can, but since that’s the case— you guys NEED more seating or a bigger location. I don’t mind getting my latte to go sometimes, but just once, It would be nice to sit down.
Wormhole Coffee has to be the hipster capital of Chicago. I felt like I walked right off a 1980s Venice beach boardwalk and into this coffee shop. There was a full scale model Delorean hanging in the back, vintage 80s movie posters lining the walls, and vintage chairs and tables.
I always romanticize getting a sophisticated coffee drink in a place like this. How cool would I look if I ordered something chic like a flat white or a cortado? I would love to order a drink that I would only trust someone with a nose piercing or colored hair to make, but I always end up just getting a black coffee.
A straight black coffee just makes me feel so beast. It feels like smoking a Marlboro Red. It feels like running 6 miles on an empty stomach. It feels like raw dogging a 7 hour flight with no movie, music, or wifi. It's just a win to start the day.
I was slightly perturbed when a small black coffee cost me $4.15, but I guess life as whole is just getting more expensive. I'd expect this in NYC, but in Chi? Damn. All good though.
I sat outside sipping my delicious black coffee in a white button down with the sleeves rolled up while performatively reading Dostoevsky, fully maxing out my aura points for the week.
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