So we finally sit on the most comfortable sofa we can find, I fetch our coffees and you immediately ask me about my trip to the Lake District (because you’re nice like that). Cappuccino for you, an espresso for me. I need it on drip today because I’m almost asleep. Sorry about that.
Continue reading Coffee Date #6 ep. 2
Hello everyone! How have you been all doing? Really, tell me. I’m always interested. These have been an eventful few months and I honestly don’t know where to start. I can’t believe that the last coffee chat I posted was in January. It’s already mid-May and I feel it’s been too long since I wrote that.
Continue reading Some ramblings on Doubt (intro to Coffee Date #6)
This morning I realised that this blog has been active for six years, almost to the date. I was going to let this pass without any acknowledgement, but J insisted. So here I am, and we meet again. However do I really need an excuse for another coffee date? Was the latest one in June? Shish!
So after we stand and wait for our cappuccinos, first and foremost I want to properly wish you a Happy New Year! I hope that 2017 has started off well for you. The ‘with a bang’ thing is not that important. What 2016 has taught me is how much I shouldn’t take anything for granted and to live one day at a time. I’m not going to lecture you – there’s no need to. I just want to thank you for being there. What are your plans for this year? I don’t get the concept of resolutions but writing down some thoughts works for me.
Continue reading Coffee Date #5 and Six-year Blog-versary
So less than a month from the International Coffee Day event it was time to head off to a Barista Masterclass at Costa Coffee in Balzan. With my camera of course, and J. You could say that J did all the work this time together with another ten or so coffee enthusiasts. I went along and took loads of pictures which is what I love best. I promised solemnly though that next time I’ll leave my camera behind and follow some instructions myself.
Continue reading Barista Masterclass at Costa Coffee Malta
One of the dilemmas presented to someone running a blog is that most of the old posts are lost as the weeks and months roll by. Also it’s very easy to forget that as well as your regular readers, who know you a lot if you’ve been blogging for years, you have new ones stopping by. Most of these readers are bloggers themselves, or rather that’s what happens here on C&T. Readers, both old and new, are the backbone of a blog. Without them, and your support, I would have stopped doing this ages ago. When I saw the assignment this morning in my inbox, I thought I wasn’t going to do that at all because for these past few weeks I have written some important personal stuff on here, and sounding repetitive was not worth the risk, or so I thought at the time. However chatting over coffee is something I look forward to when meeting friends, giving a little update using this format doesn’t sound too bad. Let’s see.
Continue reading Writing 101: A Coffee Date #1
Spring is here. (What, no exclamation mark, you say? I thought I might spare you one this time.) I hope you all had a lovely long Easter weekend. I am having quite a busy few weeks and it’s only going to get worse, but it’s all been good. Yesterday was the best day. We had lunch with my family (I made stew, which is sort of a tradition in my house, and took it over to my parents’ place.) Then we drove to Ħad-Dingli for a walk along the cliffs, and on our way back home stopped over to the wonderful Diar il-Bniet for a great coffee and something sweet. I took some snapshots with my mobile – no camera this time unfortunately – and will be tweeting some of them on Twitter later on.
Continue reading Jane Austen’s House Museum in Chawton
One of the things both J and I wouldn’t live without is coffee. We’re not the typical coffee-obsessed persons – we have an Americano and a cappuccino in the morning with our breakfast, and an espresso after lunch. On rare occasions we have another espresso round about four, but that’s that.
Continue reading Iced Coffee with a Kick