A heralded coffee shop/music venue with two suburban outposts, Milkboy's finally crashed the city with a two-level loft space rocking garage-door windows, plenty of stripped surfaces (exposed brick and woodgrain), and a bar on each level, making it the first bar/coffee shop in Philly, and the first boozer on their roster, a move made more difficult by the fact that coffee shops don't traditionally have disabled lists.
Turn their barista into a bartender by ordering one of six drafts (including Righteous Rye and Boffo Brown Ale), a murderer's row of cans including the unique aluminum'd Strouds, pale ales like 21st's Brew Free or Die and Boulder's Hazed & Confused, plus wits like Avery's White Rascal, enough of which'll have you needing a 4-volt old-person scooter to get home.
When the cocktails hit, they'll be split between coffee concoctions including the Picket Line (a martini using their chilled, house-blend espresso, double chocolate vodka, and frothed milk), named in part for their pre-opening visitors, and bean-less bevvies like The Doctor: a Mason jar full of St. Germain, gin, Cointreau, and muddled lime wedges, also far more practical simple machines than blood orange pulleys.
The Coffee Shop
All their bean brews are from Counter Culture, who developed a custom espresso for them that's maxed at level 4 (which means something awesome, probably), which they're using for traditional concoctions plus The Jefferson, a 16oz cafe au lait with four shots of the good stuff. Meanwhile, the kitchen's rolling out eats like a bowl of mini meatballs and bacon skewers that're dipped in maple syrup and drizzled in bleu cheese that’s crumbled every bit as much as Carlos's knees at this point.