Tiny Pleasures #284: Second Coffee
The second coffee of the day always feels like a treat. The first is a necessity, but number two comes mid-morning with a little pause in the day's activities.
Tiny Pleasures #272: Coffee Palace
I like to imagine the Ballarat Coffee Palace in it's heyday. The first stop for weary travellers stepping off the train from Melbourne. Ladies in their ruffles and bustles, gentleman in their tophats and finery. All sipping daintily on a cup of strong, dark coffee, before braving the streets of this new city.
Tiny Pleasures #261: Coffee Delivery
A coffee subscription is a marvellous thing. I don't have to think about whether I need beans because I get a delivery every couple of months from Mikro in Torquay. It brings me much joy to arrive home to find the blue box of goodness tucked behind the bass sculpture next to my front door.
Tiny Pleasures #187: Coffee in a Glass
It is a fair question to ask, why drink coffee in a shot glass? The answer is for the sheer pleasure of watching the coffee settle after it comes out of the machine. The tiny waves swirl around until the crema sits on top, a perfect straight line separating it from the dark espresso below.
Tiny Pleasures #124: Naughty Chair
At Midi Coffee in Richmond there are two little stools against the wall that look for all the world like naughty chairs. Is this what happens if you ask for decaf? The coffee lord is offended and you are relegated to the wall. (The coffee is excellent.)
Tiny Pleasures #77: Coffee Bag Design
Isn't it fabulous to find packaging design that is bang on? Spotted in Northcote at Little Local this morning having just replenished my caffeine reserves, this packaging made me smile with its veracity.
Tiny Pleasures #71: Quiet Morning Coffee
A quiet coffee on the deck watching the sun move over the trees is a wonderful way to start the day.
Tiny Pleasures #17: Rainy Day Coffee
The sky was dark and the rain bucketing down this morning in Melbourne. I had failed to check the weather forecast and thus did not have an umbrella to protect me from the downpour. I was quite bedraggled by the time I arrived at Chapter House Coffee, a hole in the wall in the tiny
Tiny Pleasures #15: A New Bag of Coffee
In my dopey morning state I wander around the kitchen, slowly awakening while grinding coffee. And while my morning coffee routine is always a pleasure, it is particularly so when I am called to open a fresh bag of beans. Suddenly much more awake, I skip into the pantry to collect the new bag and
Tiny Pleasures #4: Pretty Espresso Cup
I’m not sure if my need for morning espresso is for the caffeine or the ritual. In my half-asleep state, I pour the beans into my little grinder, which makes a very pleasing tinkling sound. I then hand-grind the perfect amount for one coffee. I tamp it into the coffee machine basket like Goldilocks –