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Coffee Shop Review


Hi readers! I am working on a Fort Worth coffee shop review. Comment below, or email me (foodtravelfortworth@gmail.com) to tell me all about your favorite coffee shop in Fort Worth. 


I will help get you started by listing a few local watering holes for the caffeine addict. 




  • Avoca: friendly, loud music, hipster, love the bright atmosphere, great coffee, purists, no toaster oven for their baked goods (just a toaster, which the bagel weenie doesn't fit in), fast internet, have milk alternatives*.
  • Brewed: very friendly, business as mission, warm and inviting atmosphere, good coffee, expensive, music at reasonable volume, fast internet in bar area, food too expensive for what you're getting, have milk alternatives. 
  • Buon Giorno: strip center, fast internet, friendly, quiet, good coffee, not-so-good atmosphere, have milk alternatives. 
  • The Cup: amazing frozen hot chocolate, don't bring your messy toddler because the owner might say something, not-so-good atmosphere, expensive, great snacks, Illy coffee, inconsistent and short hours (7 a.m.-12 p.m. for now), no internet because owner doesn't want people parked in shop for too long, convenient location, local hangout, have milk alternatives. *The Cup now has a side business called Sip. They serve wine and heavy hors d'oeuvres
  • Craftwork Coffee Co. : This place has the BEST service and are consistently kind. The atmosphere is inviting and coffee is amazing. Try their funky drinks like a "stormy chai." Locations on Camp Bowie and Magnolia. 
  • Paris Coffee Shop: diner, familiar, comfortable, friendlyno internet, not-so-good coffee, no milk alternatives, some of the best pies in the U.S. according to Bon Apetit magazine. 
  • The Kimbell Art Museum Café: drip coffee is only option, but delicious, wonderful food, atmosphere is perfection and designed by the noted Louis Kahn, no internet, short hours (11 a.m.-3 p.m.), no milk alternatives.
* Milk alternatives are coconut, almond, soy, rice or hemp milk. 

Am I missing anything? If so, let me know.




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