Lucia has just been. Here’s a little fun one about that.
#tbf Throwback Friday today, to a little place in Uxbridge, London.
Café Aura was my guilty nerd pleasure as a child.
If you’ve read my previous reviews, you know most exclamation marks are not positive… Good lord. Nr°13, you are cruel.
“As is a tale, so is life: Not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters” ~ Seneca
Batant hits many of the marks, but theres a few tweaks to be had.
Up here it’s silent. Up here it’s peace. The autumn wind is gently peaching up your cheeks as you flip up the collar of your coat.
List of he best coffee roasters in Scandinavia.
I am still in shock at how this guy made coffee.
There’s a peace here, that is unmatched. You can sit in silence, undisturbed by the busy town.
On the speakers: Nothing Price of a take away cappuccino: 35 kr Time on the clock: 16:24 3 things I see: Poster for the theater “The Good Soul of Szechwan”, coronations on every table, a painting of a yellow and pink pineapple 🍍 3 things I hear: Chatter, someone laughing upstairs, creaking from the door…
On the TV: Cycling World Championships Price of a latte & a black coffee: 74 kr Time on the clock: 14:10 3 things I see: Oiled-up rich boys, sharing a bucket of prosecco, lots of summer dresses, even more sweaty forheads. 3 things I hear: Shattering, as the ‘prosecco boys’ broke one of their glasses…