
The week started on Äá» Quang Äáș©u, with one of those dark, violent cĂ phĂȘ sữa ÄĂĄ that feels less like a drink and more like a confrontation. In the best way. Slow Sunday morning energy. Motorbikes humming past, metal spoons everywhere tapping against glasses. The kind of coffee that makes you sit still and people watch and read until the sun gets too hot.


Then there was Pages of Passion, tucked into the Nguyá» n VÄn TrĂĄng building. A bookstore cafĂ©. Coco Matcha, coconut and matcha somehow balancing each other perfectly – cold, green. Sixth floor cafĂ©s in Saigon always feel slightly secret, like youâve discovered something hidden above the noise.

Bookwormâs Coffee came next. Then another stop on Äá» Quang Äáș©u near PháșĄm NgĆ© LĂŁo. The coffee itself honestly wasnât great this time. But that almost didnât matter. Some places thrive on atmosphere alone, shade from the hard morning sun, shelter from sudden rain, the constant theater of street life. Sometimes I stay because the atmosphere feels good around the coffee.


And then the surprise of the week.
I was headed toward an air-conditioned cafĂ© â when a tiny háș»m cafĂ© pulled me in, instead. Small. Shaded. Local women sitting and talking like theyâre there every day. I stopped for âjust one coffeeâ and ended up reading there instead, realizing the coffee in my hand was far better than the one Iâd originally been seeking.

Thatâs Saigon coffee culture at its best. The city rewards detours.

Even GS25 made the list this week. Self-made iced black coffee in a Korean convenience store on BĂči Thá» XuĂąn, just sitting there and watching the morning happen.


By Friday morning, Hidden Nest on Nguyá» n VÄn TrĂĄng felt like necessary coconut coffee. The staff werenât especially cheerful. But the bitterness worked. Not as sweet as Baka Coffee (my favorite one), but maybe that was ok.

This week in coffee was definitely less about finding the âbestâ cup and more about the feeling surrounding it â heat to shade, tiny alley observations, accidental discoveries, and the strange way Saigon turns coffee into a front-row seat to everyday life.




May 2026





























































