An infinity scarf. No beginning. No end. Have you knit one?
Found in Pittsburgh’s Strip District on top of a recycle can, as I parked Friday morning.
Headed for La Prima Espresso for a delicious start to the day.
I didn’t touch it to determine if it was hand knit or determine fiber content but I felt sad when I saw it. The snow flakes caught on the stitches.
Usually you find a lone glove.
neighborhood Ice cream. That’s what the translation is! Celebrating a year in business.
The neighborhood of Schoenberg in Berlin Germany. All the other ic shops are shuttered for winter break.
Worth a trip to Berlin.
You might have seen my recent post about the unique and delicious Lebkuchen IceCream.
Meet Herr Gunnar Bruckner. Owner and creator of all the wonderfully flavorful ice cream. I asked if he would be in my People at Work Series and he graciously agreed. After twenty five years in United Nations and International Affairs Work, he has found his home. And close to home. Right in the neighborhood.
He showed me how he mixes the ice cream and has several freezers with different temperatures.
Using the finest ingredients from trusted sources is key to success. Saffron threads. German Mustard Seed Pickles, and Vanilla beans which he scrapes out the interior. He’s made cilantro ice cream and I had the fresh plum. There was grapefruit and elderberry and mango, too. I asked if there were any flavors which didn’t work out and he told me about a goat cheese one with way too much goat cheese- a tiny dollop okay for a small canapé but not acceptable to sell as ice cream. An expensive experiment but people enjoy the German mustard seeds/ pickles ice cream.
Did I mention he can make a fancy coffee or espresso for you, too?
Scooping out small scoops so the chocolate shake I ordered for my DIL will mix perfectly.
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post featuring Dagmar Bruckner, glass bead Artist with a shop and gallery just around the corner.
She created this glass pin for her husband’s lapel. A good conversation starter.
Colangelo’s Bakery and Cafe in the Strip District of Pittsburgh.
Sweet ricotta custard inside the flaky crust.
Wake Up and Smell It Here is a NY Times article (from 1992) about Americans and coffee
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😀
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