Coffeeholic ~ Cerita Kedai Kopi
Salam. It's still early for a cup of coffee. But as we 'speak' I can already smell the aroma of a freshly brewed coffee. That makes me an official coffee addict. The first thing I've gotta try in a new place or town or continent or state or country or whateva ~ is the coffee, baby.
It began with a cup of black coffee in a bullet (train) from London to Scotland like donkey years ago (?) and the rest was history. ('My'story, rather). I've been hooked ever since. Like a coffee-self discovery or something. LOL.
I like local coffee as well, especially my 'kopi-o' that is dubbed as 'kopi kampung' or village coffee. Other than that, I'd vote for Indocafe, which comes closer to what I call my cup of kopi kampung. But I'm not into thick coffee that much, considerably not that strong kinda taste. I guess that's why I've always preferred cappuccino and latte in Coffee Bean as compared to Starbucks.
I haven't gone to that many places actually, but by far I've fallen deeply in love with Coffee in Spain. Be it in the airport, restaurants in the streets, cafeterias or the like, they just know how to get my coffee right. Huaarrgghhh....! The cravings, Subhanallah...
Now there's a small cafe nearby that fills in my craving, sometimes you've just gotta settle for the closest best, right?
Yep, the Italian taste. Most importantly, within vicinity. Walking distance.
Gonna blog about this place some other time. Already became fast friends with the cafe owner.
What a warm young lady, just like the coffee there. And the deco, Masya Allah.. so very cozy and coffee-like beautiful Maria of my soul.
Hehehe. Morning, peeps. Have a nice weekend.
Thanks for cruising with my cup of coffee-story. Love you for that.