Part of the draw at this West Burnside standby is its musty hold on Old, Old Portland: Jacobethan brick, elegant transom windows, and 1908 fir flooring warped with age. Order a Sterling Roasters cup at the counter and nab the sweet spot by the Bakeshop-filled glass jars. From here, watch everything on high: your barista quietly caffeinating Alphabet District regulars and the bustle of Burnside traffic dissolving into downtown.