Pacific Grind Cafe

Best coffee in town!! The people who work there are so kind and helpful, always smiling faces when I pull up to the drive thru. Breakfast sandwiches are very yummy and I was excited they had avocado to add to it. Pastries were all fresh from Depoe Baykery that morning, the sailor jack was to die for! Super welcoming environment with plenty of seating both inside and outside on the patio. I appreciated the option for to-go cups and/or actual ceramic mugs and plates in case we wanted to stay for a while. They even have a vintage store inside the coffee shop with clothes and accessories! Bathroom was accessible and clean. ADA accessible. Overall, this is one of our favorite spots in Lincoln City and is a must when visiting the coast or on your daily drive to work!

A local staple where all the suits go to drink coffee and hold meetings. Drive-thru is convenient. The food, though, has become very snack-sized. This sandwich was $11.50. ETA: I asked for a ham and cheese croissant. I was told they were out, but that they could make me a croissant with ham and cheese, which sounded fine. What I got instead was a breakfast sandwich with egg and a weird sauce. I was too tired to say anything, so I ate it. It was not great. This used to be a better place, and I’m honestly bummed.

I saw a video online about this place and today I made the hour drive to try it! I’m really glad I did! The staff were welcoming, my coffee … perfection! but the breakfast sando really sealed the deal. I will definitely be coming back soon.

Good place for a snack! We got an egg sandwich and egg burrito. The drip was so bad, I had to toss it but I have high standards.

This Reuben sandwich didn’t just show up, it arrived like a Broadway star, towering marbled rye grilled so perfectly you could hear it whisper, “Welcome to the big leagues, kid.” Inside? Pastrami and corned beef stacked higher than my student loan debt, Swiss cheese melting like it had just achieved enlightenment, and kraut with enough zing to make your taste buds tap dance. I took one bite and thought, “Well, there goes every other Reuben I’ll ever meet. Sorry, folks, pack it up.” And then the sides. The kettle chips? Crunchy little golden miracles, seasoned like the chef was personally trying to win me over. The pickle spears? Sharp, briny, unapologetic, basically the Samuel L. Jackson of cucumbers. Even the dipping sauce got the star treatment, sprinkled with herbs like it was audition