Looking for coffee in the Village? Not cool enough for Bulldog? Intimidated by the tank-topped dudes sitting in front of the Second Cup? You could do worse than this Starbucks.
The baristas here are quite friendly. In the past, they happily obliged my request for a stack of empty cups. "Doing some public drinking?" Asked the baristo cheekily. Maybe.
And don't be fooled by the narrow footprint, there is ample seating on the second floor.
Obligatory Title Pun: The BUCKS that dare not speak it's name.
Menu Readability: I refuse to comment.
Need to mention: Just South of Wellesley on the East side of Church.
What this place teaches me about myself: Sometimes wine tastes better al fresco.