Sunday, 19th July, 2009

To misquote J. Alfred Prufrock: "I have measured out my life in coffee cups"... the Mona Lisa, rendered in coffee, at the Aroma Festival at the Rocks. One kilometre (or so) of creamy deliciousness, all along the foreshore.

Thursday, 19th March, 2009

I don't know why I took this shot - just liked the confluence of light and shade - and caffeine, of course - mmm... caffeine.

Tuesday, 17th March, 2009

A poem should be equal to:
Not true

For all the history of grief
An empty doorway and a maple leaf

For love
The leaning grasses and two lights above the sea... 

This is my pictorial commentary on Archibald McLeish's gorgeous gorgeous poem.

Sunday, 1st March, 2009

Two and a half years ago, this was the pizza restaurant Vesbar, very much beloved, particularly for its standout margherita. I went to Italy, found no pizzas to compare with it, and returned, only to find that the incomparable was gone. It was to be replaced by a succession of coffee shops, each more forgettable than the last. Until now: coffee cup on crown is a warm, inviting place to sit and watch the denizens of Surry Hills float by. Just give me a wall full of books and you'll never get rid of me :)

Wednesday, 18th February, 2009

It's been a long week... and it's not even Friday! When I need to collapse, commiserate and recaffeinate, Decolata is a thoroughly civilised and inviting little place. It's my other favourite Summer Hill haunt - really, all it comes down to is the Napoli (Decolata) versus the Belgian Chocolate cupcake (Muse).

Tuesday, 10th February, 2009

God bless Tarsha! She keeps me supplied in my drug of choice - Greek coffee :)

And yes, that is a video you can see on my desk. God bless technology... how quickly we move in the school system :D

Friday, 30th January, 2009

Signs that school has started again: the coffee intake increases tenfold, and I start getting teaching ideas looking at Tiny Teddies.

Wednesday, 21st January

"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons," says the eponymous J. Alfred of "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" fame (a poem by T.S. Eliot). I think I could too! This is Muse, one of my favourite haunts in Summer Hill, when I have the time. Taken on a typical Sydney afternoon when the swelter turns to storm.

Sunday, 18th January, 2009

"Do you always take pictures of your coffee?" asked my friend Ieng. I suppose I'm going to have to get used to such reactions when I whip out my camera in public over nothing more exciting than a cafe latte. Be that as it may, it was such a lovely temperate afternoon with a slanting summery light, and I was so elated at finding a coffee shop (Kawa) open after 4:30 on a Sunday - third time lucky! - that I couldn't resist. I took this at the point where the sugar goes -schloomp! down through the froth.

Friday, 16th January, 2009

This funny little picture was taken at the surprisingly funky Jobel's cafe on Burwood Road on that eclectic strip of shops in Belmore. (There is also the "Crazy Fruit World" within sight... it's unclear, however, whether they only sell crazy fruit, or if Fruit World is in itself crazy...) My thanks to Tarsha and Angela for bearing with the idiosyncrasies of my snapping away while we enjoyed some rather good Campos coffees - I just couldn't resist the podlike organic beauty of the burnt orange lamps overhead.