Best of 2015- Coffee Cups

As opposed to cats, coffee took quite a long time to grow on me. When everyone was downing cup after cup during exam sessions, I would put on a refrained smile and keep on reaching for my can of Coke. Mind you, I still love Coke, and it’s one of those things, like Coldplay, that I plan to be forever unapologetic about. Yes, it’s an explosion of sugar and artificial flavour enhancers (just like Coldplay, come to think of it), but even the distant fizz of a can being opened puts me in a state- I know, it’s called addiction, but everyone needs the poison of their choice.
 
So back to coffee, I did have a nice big cuppa one night before my American history exam, and then at 4 am, when I could recite all the amendments of the constitution pretty much by heart but was still staring at my bedroom ceiling with my limbs shaking I said no more of this lethal brown liquid, and to this principle I stayed true for almost a decade.
 
Then, about three years ago, one fine morning in January I said, well, it’s kind of cold and I’m sort of sleepy, maybe I could have a latte. So I did. A big latte filled with honey and agave syrup- more precisely, what today I call a crime against both humanity and common sense, surpassed only by the green monstrosity of matcha latte. Next day I said, well why not have that latte again. A hundred or so days later I gave up on the honey, and then the agave syrup departed from my life as well.
 
Soon enough, I discovered that I was craving morning caffeine to degrees which could not be properly serviced by a latte. So I switched to flat whites. And then, on another epic day, in Italy, as luck would have it, I discovered that I could simply have a pitch dark espresso. 
 
And ever since, I have measured my life with coffee cups. Or with distances from one coffee shop to another- of which there are plentiful in Budapest, because we are painfully cool, I know. And still, I have missed a few, so I might as well add visiting them to those new year’s resolutions I never manage to keep and see if for once I succeed.
 
‘New wave’ Turkish coffee in Kelet- minus the dregs, which is a bit disturbing

 

The real deal, dregs and all, in 2Cafe Karaköy

 

Espresso with a prickly friend, Addicted2Caffeine

 

That time I read about owls in My Little Melbourne

 

Summer delights in the Massolit garden

 

An Italian novel demands a small but viciously strong espresso

 

How my morning walk invariably ends up looking come spring

 

Lavender days in Budapest Baristas

 

The My Little Melbourne pit stop with a bit of reading thrown in

 

The inevitable accident of spilling the coffee while shuffling it around for a better shot

 

As I was saying, Italian novels and espressos

 

A Massolit espresso in all its lonely beauty

 

Spring with latte in Sarki Fűszeres

 

And for a change, spring with latte in Espresso Embassy

 

When in Vienna, have some coffee (I might have tried reading in German as well, I guess)

 

When the table matches your accidental bookmark in Café Demel

 

Geometry in Espresso Embassy

 

And here’s my espresso with one of those lovely surprise finds in my home library

 

I am a pretzel fiend and proud of it
The almost nearly perfect espresso- and my favourite coffee shop logo at Budapest Baristas

 

So I went a bit over the top in Café Torino, but I just had to indulge in a bicerin, and cute little cookies

 

To more serious stuff, that killer Italian espresso in Café Florio

 

Channeling France in Gerlóczy

 

Autumn rains arrive at My Little Melbourne

 

And then autumn moved on

 

But here’s to finishing in a very summer mood, with a Velence lake espresso
 

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