Barlove: Viennese Coffee and Cigarettes. Still.

It was one of those very rare moments when I was loitering on a street in Vienna without the actual and definite purpose of going into a coffee house, which altered, and somewhat unnatural state was caused by my having just left Café Phil about half an hour before. But, as we have learned from…

Barlove: Café Phil Vienna

Borges once said that he always imagined Paradise as a library, and he was right, only you can go one better, and picture it as a coffee house with books, or a bookstore with coffee, depends on how you look at it. And breakfast, because if it’s done right, no matter at what hour, breakfast…

Best of 2016- Coffee and books

Shots of one’s coffee are of course rather ubiquitous these days, but they can also be a visual diary of sorts, with one element that stays unchanging against diverse backdrops. Many of mine also contain a book, because reading in coffee shops is one of the sublimest pleasures of life, thus I will take the…

Barlove: Café Central Vienna

Last time I visited Vienna it was on an absolutely ridiculously glorious spring day- incidentally, my birthday, so I could hereby venture into claims of controlling the weather, only then it would be somewhat hard to explain the infernally cold drizzle which greeted it on other occasions. And speaking of infernally cold drizzle, that’s what…