I consider coffee to be one of the world’s greatest wonders! I love mine when it is hot, strong and black. Sometimes I treat myself to a cappuccino but then I regret it afterwards – it is not REAL coffee.
I lived and worked in Melbourne, Victoria in the 1970’s. Melbourne is known for its good coffee. Many Greek migrants came to Melbourne in the 1950’s and they really know how to make great coffee!
I left early for work and caught a tram into the City. I would head to my favourite Greek Cafe in Flinders Street. I could buy the Sun Newspaper from the paperboys on the corner of Flinders and Swanston Streets. The booths could seat four people but I liked to spread the newspaper out and scour the day’s news while I sipped on my coffee. The booths also had mini-jukeboxes and I could listen to my favourite songs for around 10 cents a song.
I was in London in 2008 and had a day to myself. I enjoyed window shopping and looking out for a good restaurant for coffee and cake. I was surprised that good coffee shops don’t seem to be BIG in the UK (on my very limited experience) like they are here in Australia. I found one in a side street and ordered an expresso and some creme brulee. I really enjoyed that moment in time and it reminded me of when I lived in Melbourne.
Until tomorrow 😉
- The Streets of Melbourne (urbanvista.net)
- Arrival to Melbourne (naderadez.wordpress.com)
- Espresso (flamingspork.com)