Gift from Istanbul
Mi friend muffin came back from vacation in Istanbul and was SOOO nice of her to bring me coffee (my bag smelled divine) and this little stove-top pot with such beautiful patterns, to make the coffee. See, In her book, I'm easy to shop for – colorful wacky tights, or coffee!
We met before much activity was going on around the city to sip some coffee and catch on some chisme(*must know word: gossip).
The picture I had posted
earlier this week was also taken here, on Linden street.
Linden underwent a little street-face lift, there are now these large rocks to sit on, the nicely patterned rusty pieces, some new plants and more tree-like nature. I'm a fan!
So here is some documentation of the caffeinated alleyways. Blue bottle never sees a slow morning!
Bikes and coffee. Mi religion.
Some stay, some go, some of us are still here.
That guy's red bike has a beautiful top-tube bag.
He was in-out faster than lightening, next time I'll have his photo taken.
Catching up with a good friend in the early caffeinated mornings pre-work, is the perfect medicine for a good day – and this time it came with a lovely little gift to make the black liquid of my favorite gods. Yum!!