Two Stroke Coffee Co. — Restaurant in Portland

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I went here every week or so for 6 months to buy beans, until today. While buying the beans, which comes with a free cup of coffee, I was over-charged for the cup of coffee. I mentioned that and he fixed it. I asked the dude if he would rinse out my thermos so I could put my coffee in it. He said no, he only works for tips. I said I only tip for service, and was about to return the order and walk out when another employee noticed and rinsed out my thermos. I will not return here, the closest coffee to my home, while some jerk thinks he deserves a tip for simply ringing me up a can of beans, after over charging me. I've never been treated like that before. Blond bearded douchebag hipsters who think they deserve tips for ringing up a customer - he didn't hand me the beans, the coffee is self serve, what the hell does he want a tip for, especially after initially over charging me? Send him back to the doucheville he moved here from. The coffee is decent, but not...

This place is the best! Their cold brew is potent and delicious. They have all the milk options! Pastry case is on point. Baristas are very compassionate to the neighborhood. Local arists display their wares here and succulents line the windows. Do not forget to pick up a sticker on the way out! Mine is on my tool box. Their motorcycle theme matches the bike shop next door. This is THE St. Johns coffee shop people refer to when two people say let's meet for coffee. Also spacious and good music and seating. I could retire here if I was not properly caffeinated! Also one time I spilled my coffee all over myself and I came back in and they remade my order without even an ask... attentive and kind! I love all the folks here especially Erika who all the puppies seems to try to run to. Oh yeah the place is dog friendly so it is a constant parade of cute neighbor...