Memories of Main Street

summertime in the city, scribbling words and sipping from my iced latte goblet.

perfect panini, luscious and lovely lemon and caramel bar. indulgence to the nth degree. not an every day event, to be certain.*

this is one of my favourite places to go in my old neighborhood…coco et oilve. i understand how pretentious french cafes may seem; i’ve never really found a lot of attitude there, though (unlike a certain other very popular coffee shop much further north..look for the sea of  20 000 white mac books and you’ll know you’ve arrived:) and yes, this could refer to several but i have one in mind, but i don’t wish to further disparage them).

the staff have always been kind and efficient when i’ve been there, some more boisterously so. but i can very much appreciate a shy barista. i find it quite sweet and brave when someone quiet works in retail or any such job that requires a great deal of public interaction.

i thoroughly enjoy the atmosphere.i like the simple decor. anything in a heritage building, pretty much, is my cup of hot beverage.**

that is where my creative juices get all  steamed and frothed and foamed into pillowed perfection. and by that, i mean the kind of perfection that is beautiful because it is flawed. like the wood that makes up the beams and the floorboards, the tables, the chairs, and the bench at the back by the bathroom.

i have memorized the best creativity corners of the city, and this steamy little shop really does the trick for me.

the end, almost..

*bonus note: everything i have tried has been very munch-worthy. i’m easy to please, so i may not be the best barometer. i haven’t been to france, so i cannot say ‘this is/isn’t authentique!’ i can say, however, the food is definitely quite a few notches above most coffee shop fare.

**side but related note: i am a sucker for old stuff so the aesthetic atmosphere is right up my antique alley, as previously mentioned. if given a choice between a rundown house and/or furniture with character or a sleek modern condo/furniture, i would go with the house and the shabby not chic furnishings (the environmental side of me objects to the house and the energy wasting…but, it could be reno’d to fit green specs.while i’m living in a fantasy world, i may as well enjoy it).

sooo, if you like really smooth chairs made of plastic or insist that a coffee shop must be better than your living room (a comfy chair/couch is awesome, don’t get me wrong), this won’t be the place for you! but, i can tell you one thing; their paninis will kick the asses of the average venue any day of the week…you’ll never want to eat a sub-par sandwich again.

many grins and a good day to you! bon apetit!!!

finis, finis

About nala7299

Greetings Feline and Fellow Earthlings! In the interest in "brevity" I will attempt to summarize via lists. I AM, this is me, here we go, weee: writer, reader, lover of music, dance, theatre, animals, oddities, 2nd hand trolling through alleys and le boutigues of sally ann and value village, and the beautiful outdoorsy nature of my home. Big breath, leap #2: a veggie head, enviro eco freak, chocolateasaurus, transformer more than meets the eye, former ESL teacher, a happy auntie of Nicholas and Sam, my 2 sweetie pie nephews. Leap #3...welcome to me! Enough said, read my blog:)
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