Slightly too strong.
Made by a coffee fiend I expect.
Sunday, 22 May 2011
May 20, 2011
Slightly too strong.
Made by a coffee fiend I expect.
May 19, 2011
I love The Espresso Garage. For so many reasons. First there is the association with cycling - that moment when you pull your bike into the curb, unclip and dismount, and join the chorus of cleats on cement clicking over to the counter. Then there is the simple food - it's just like brekky at home - no pretentiousness at all. Then there is the tea.
There is something suspicious abou the tea. As it slides down my throat I feel my tongue and lips go slightly numb and my heart rate increases ever so slightly.
Whatever they put in it - it's addictive and good!
There is something suspicious abou the tea. As it slides down my throat I feel my tongue and lips go slightly numb and my heart rate increases ever so slightly.
Whatever they put in it - it's addictive and good!
May 17, 2011
Friday, 13 May 2011
May 12, 2011
When you go to a cafe that is renowned for its coffee, it can be quite intimidating to order a cup of tea. On my last visit to this location, I acquiesced and ordered a quarter-strength cappucino. The waitress tried hard, but was not able to hide the contemptuous curl of her upper lip.
This time, I didn't bother trying to please the coffee aficionado who took my order and requested a green tea. The waiter maintained a pleasant demeanour, but I noted the exchange of looks between him and the barista as he passed on my order. They don't get it.
This time, I didn't bother trying to please the coffee aficionado who took my order and requested a green tea. The waiter maintained a pleasant demeanour, but I noted the exchange of looks between him and the barista as he passed on my order. They don't get it.
May 11, 2011
Ok, this was nice.
This pot of tea was served at the new Cockadoodle cafe by a gentleman who clearly understood the importance of treating a tea drinker (and their tea) with respect. He made a point of informing me of the exact temperature of the water used to brew the tea, and insisting that I report back to him immediately if the tea was too bitter for my liking.
It was lovely.
This pot of tea was served at the new Cockadoodle cafe by a gentleman who clearly understood the importance of treating a tea drinker (and their tea) with respect. He made a point of informing me of the exact temperature of the water used to brew the tea, and insisting that I report back to him immediately if the tea was too bitter for my liking.
It was lovely.
Sunday, 8 May 2011
May 06, 2011
Mum and I both tutor at UQ.
On Fridays, we meet for a cup of tea (well, I drink tea and she has a latte) and we have lofty discussions about the tertiary education system.
This is her new purse - she wanted it to be in the picture as she's rather fond of it.
On Fridays, we meet for a cup of tea (well, I drink tea and she has a latte) and we have lofty discussions about the tertiary education system.
This is her new purse - she wanted it to be in the picture as she's rather fond of it.
May 04, 2011
I was so excited when this tea pot was served to me - it's nice and big!
My pleasure was multiplied by a factor of 10 when I lifted the lid and smelled the satisfying aroma of sencha!
My pleasure was multiplied by a factor of 10 when I lifted the lid and smelled the satisfying aroma of sencha!
May 02, 2011
Today I baked a sponge cake! For a long time, I have thought of this as being the pinnacle of baking.
We have neighbours who are always seem to be having fun, and just generally being very family-orientated and domestic. Wanting them to know about my culinary feats, I asked Mum to say the words "sponge cake" and "tea pots" loudly and often (and preferably with complimentary adjectives). She completed this task with flourish...but I think the neighbours had gone out.
We have neighbours who are always seem to be having fun, and just generally being very family-orientated and domestic. Wanting them to know about my culinary feats, I asked Mum to say the words "sponge cake" and "tea pots" loudly and often (and preferably with complimentary adjectives). She completed this task with flourish...but I think the neighbours had gone out.Sunday, 1 May 2011
April 30, 2011
Today's tea was served at "Bean Scene" in St Lucia. When I ordered 'green', the waiter looked apologetic and confessed that the green on offer was infused with jasmine, and asked if this would suffice. I admitted that it was not my favourite combination, but that I would survive. A handmade chocolate dulled the sense of disappointment.
April 29, 2011
I think yoga must be a great way to get blood flowing to your brain because I feel inclined towards academic discussions afterwards. Luckily, I have a friend who is willing to indulge me, and 'The Garage' at West End serves as a perfect venue. Tea and toast provide the necessary nourishment to sustain the conversations.
April 28, 2011
Our house is for sale and open for inspection one night each week.
Which means we have to go somewhere and do something - something that neither Mum not I are inclined to want to do after dark on a week night.
But with the right incentives (tea for me, alcohol for her, and a cosy fire for us both), we have found these nights to be quite fun.
Which means we have to go somewhere and do something - something that neither Mum not I are inclined to want to do after dark on a week night.
But with the right incentives (tea for me, alcohol for her, and a cosy fire for us both), we have found these nights to be quite fun.
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