Sathorn Soi 12’s original hip hangout still looks like it was built on a bigger budget than just about everywhere that’s followed it.
Fortunately, Casa Pagoda’s more, umm, challenging pieces of furniture (lifesize bronze labrador, anyone?) was kept in the showroom, letting this adjoining cafe speak with muted, rustic-contemporary charm.
We were so in love with some of the pieces in here that we had to ask the owner where he got them. The chairs? Japan. The desks? Japan. The tables? Ja… we get the picture.
The recent refurb has cleaned up the rustic clutter. Now, if only we could get a seat.
Yeah, we know, the Suk 49 branch doesn’t really look like this any more. But we wish it still did.
No hanging bulbs? No ruggedly-hewn countertop? Not even a collection of quaint tabletop terrariums? What kind of coffee shop is this?
Ahhhh, now that‘s more like it!
The skinny teak picture frames. The Tolix chairs. Those perfectly muted military surplus colors. Excuse us while we go have some alone time. (The new Aree branch isn’t so bad, either.)
For those who like their slow drip with a blond, Scandinavian (or is it Australian?) vibe.
This one’s said to be styled after an art museum in rural Japan: black and white marble, and a monochrome theme that extends to the menu (charcoal croissant, anyone?).
If only everything at this oversized, crisp white coffee shop lived up to the latte.
This low-ceilinged, blond wood hidey-hole looks like something straight out of Japan, while the retro bikes will cost you well over the return flight to Tokyo.