You know number one?
Zeke’s Coffee- I just wish you could smell the aroma of these freshly roasted beans.
Yep, it’s coffee!
#1 on the recognizable scent list!
What a lovely hostess gift😀
You write the caption……
WordPress not looking for the glorious sunrise photos this week.
Jean Marc Chatellier – Almond brioche
One glorious sunrise St.George Island –
My three friends and I were headed to a quilter’s studio to check out her hand dyed fabric (stay tuned) Anne needed REAL coffee. Tucked away on Corona Drive in a mini strip of businesses was Corona Café
These two men were going to play disc golf but the rain kept them inside on Saturday morning.
“We felt like doing something competitive.” So here they are in Corona Café playing Scrabble.
The barista made us excellent coffee.
Naiman was so nice. I asked him about his name. His father got it off the back of a car but it is a Mongolian warrior. He told us we could look it up. Naiman
He was headed to Enrico’s Biscotti Company. I was headed to Ohio.
Wait, may I take your photo? I wanted to get out the real camera, not the phone.
I was parked just in front of his truck
He was so nice. His name’s Matt. He baked these down on 31st Street and was bringing them to Enrico’s Biscotti. If you saw the movie The Bread My Sweet/ A Wedding for Bella, you’ve been inside bakery.
And this is the part you are never going to believe.
I watched that very movie (renamed A Wedding for Bella) not twelve hours before I ran into Matt taking the croissants to the same bakery in the film. If you click on the title above you can read Roger Ebert’s review. All filmed in Pittsburgh, right in the Strip District.
Matt and his Freshly Baked Croissants.
You can see the sign for Enrico’s on Penn Avenue in this shot as I got into my car.
A two hour delay again this morning.
For the first time in three years, I got breakfast from the cafeteria the other day. The “bagel” doughy and sweet but I was hungry.
When I parked the car to go to coffee this morning, I saw this huge TV on the sidewalk, waiting for the trash.
(Another title could be Trash Selfie?)
The inviting scene as I parked the car.
When I woke up in Mary’s apartment this morning, after an 11 hour sleep, this was the welcoming sight. She was heating milk and making coffee. Last night we took 3 subways to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and saw the tree lighting with the Neopolitan Baroque Creche (stay tuned) Today it’s art and photography excursions but getting fortified first. A bit grainy on the iPhone shots. From a previous post about my sister’s Greenwich Village kitchen.