|Lavazza parasols and a few sidewalk tables mark this mellow caf� on a quiet Castro corner. Starving-artist interior, with torn sofa upholstery, a coffee table, and even some chairs that look like castoffs from a chain hotel lobby. Sign-ups for free Internet access at a row of window-facing computers. They use Capricorn for drip coffee, but they screw up Lavazza for espresso. Very thin, congealed, dark brown crema with sizeable bubbles. Flavorwise, it tastes thin and watered-down, but with a flavor of spice - not pepper - that keeps it from entirely tasting like drip coffee. Served in a garage sale, Father's Day mug.