|Unlike many Starbucks, this one has been on this corner for at least a decade. There are popular sidewalk tables along Fulton where you often encouter SF cops or Asian teens playing cards. Inside there is limited seating, given the amount of space dedicated to retailing. They serve espresso from their two Verismo machines with a thin, sickly pale, almost white, crema. The cup has almost no body nor brightness and has the taste of watered-down mild spices. It's like drinking scented air. Served in Starbucks' own China ceramic, which they have to produce from a cabinet if you ask "for here" - and they certainly don't pre-warm it. This store is evidence that Starbucks is actually lowering the predominant neighborhood coffee standards in some places.