All posts tagged: coffee

Fancy an arty, cozy, social responsible Cafè offering Natural Food in Melbourne CBD? / Mix di design, atmosfera vibrante, buon cibo e ‘sociale’ in un piccolo caffè di Melbourne

Wow! Yes, that’s the feeling I had entering the Kinkfolk Cafe’. As soon as I walked in, I’ve been positively overwhelmed by the vibrant atmosphere and the bohemian mix of design. At first, it seems there’s a bit of mess because af all the things hanging on the wall, the different design patterns, but actually it all makes sense here and you breathe and feel positive vibrations! It puts you right away in a creative state of mind, of discovery, of wanting more and because of that it’s really hard for me to keep up with my thoughts right now. I just would like a mind reader that could instantly transfer my ideas on paper, or better, electronic paper. And my cauliflower soup just arrived, so that I can warm myself up in such a windy and a bit chilly day. Also I’m sharing the table with so many other people, something helps you to get warm on multiple levels. You feel welcome, you feel alive! There’s an interesting choice on the menu on the …

Want to know about a ‘yummy’ spot for brunch? / Che ne dite di un brunch? Pancakes, uova, …

Finally after months & months of trying, I convinced Carlo to come & join me after my French Class on Saturday morning. So we met for lunch at Miss Jackson, Jackson st, St Kilda. This is a cute little cafe’ where I usually go for a nice coffee during the lesson break with my colleagues from the French course, brave like me in making the decision of studying French on a Saturday morning. I keep doing it and regretting it when the alarm clock rings at 7 am, but then I’m really happy when I’m there, it really rewards me! Good teachers, fun people! And the ride in tram 96 is always an adventure! … If you know what I mean 😉 Well, anyway, we met at Miss Jackson, which I discovered thanks to Andrea, a past Alliance Française colleague. Something peculiar about Miss Jackson is that they change the flower and plant compositions they display at the entrance! Apart from the amazing dishes I’ve been seeing on their Facebook page: well, just to die …

Wine & The City

After a few days of absence from the internet, I’m now sitting in a wine bar ready to enjoy a well deserved meal. Well deserved after fasting at breakfast after a test. My choice is a ‘Savoury Tart’, or quiche, with some salad and balsamic vinegar. Very good indeed! All accompanied by a very good glass of Red wine from Tasmania. I’m feeling like something light since it is warm and Pinot Noir it is: Glaetzer Dixon Avance Pinot Noir from Tasmania. Excellent! It’s sunny, the air is clear, and I’m feeling so relaxed! the lunch at the ‘Wine Shop’ is really delicious, but a coffee and some ‘biscotti’ make the perfect ending to a good meal. the desserts are really inviting, but too sumptuous in such a weather. I even pronounce this Italian word with an English accent, so to make myself understood.  ; ) The ‘biscotti’ are in reality what in Italy we call ‘ Cantuccini’, although here a slimmer version, but not bad. There’s no Vin Santo, or actually I didn’t ask …

Wandering around Melbourne CDB – where to loose yourself: lanes, cafès, …

Wandering around some of the lanes of Melbourne CBD is just a way of positively loose and recharge yourself. It’s an inspiring place! You suddenly think you are not in Melbourne, but in some busy little Asian lane or a Georgian/ Victorian elegant Arcade or a busy street full of cafes somewhere in Europe, with one of the greatest choice you could have. From Italian Style cafes to Sushi bars, Asian places, Fusion or International Flavour spots. Some are just beautiful to look at, some have a more ‘worn-out’ look, and you think that maybe a lot people have stopped by, a container for lots of stories. I don’t know whether this ‘stream of consciousness’ is actually the result of a meditation class I just tried out for the first time. If it is the enormous amount of oxygen that pervades my body, in a state of enhanced alert or what. But do check out these streets: – Hosier Lane, where you’ll find  great murales to look at and also 2 of the Movida restaurant. …

Why not enough room in the Country of the Tall People?

How was this post conceived? Well, simply going around the city in Melbourne, by tram, for example, and having coffee and eating lunches or dinner out at a cafè or restaurant. Well, literally doing this, I noticed that there is little space for one’s body, even without being too big, and especially for one’s legs. And I ask myself: “Why?” Why do we wanna live uncomfortably even when we are traveling or when we are enjoying a dinner, a coffee or whatever somewhere? It seems a pretty clear and natural question. The first time I boarded a Yarra Tram or a train in Melbourne, probably in Sydney too, most of the time you don’t have enough room for your legs. They are usually touching you neighbour’s legs in front, which is quite annoying. Ok, they maybe oblige to sit up straight, but even doing that there is not enough space. It’s more than that, they probably are optimizing space, but I’d definitely prefer fewer seats and take the risk of standing rather than seating rather …

What is a ‘Friand’? It is delicious! / Cos’è un ‘friand’? E’ delizioso!

Today I learnt a new word. That’s the advantage of going outside and not sit at home,  you always learn something new! The word is friand, probably a French pastry or the Australian nane for a French pastry or some French name for an Australian pastry just to make it more appealing! 😉 this stimulated my curiosity, also because it is strange to learn about French pastry in Australia, bit in fact, as ‘Wikipedia Docet’ (= Wikipedia teaches), it is well spread in Australia and New Zealand. Here is what ‘Wikipedia’ says: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friand The friand is a small French cake, often mistaken for a pastry. It is popular in Australia and New Zealand.[1] It is usually made with almond flour and egg whites. It typically has additional flavorings such as coconut, chocolate, fruit, and nuts. It is baked in small molds, typically oval or barquette in shape. It appears to be related to the financier, though it differs in being larger and not using brown butter.[2][3] The French word friand, which means dainty or a …

Cos’è il “Babyccino”? Ti regala un momento di relax / “Babyccino”, Peace of Mind for the Parents: the story

Mi chiederete o vi chiederete: ”Cos’è un ‘Babyccino’?” O forse sono l’unica a non averne sentito parlare. O forse ancora subito penserete: ”E’ un cappuccino più piccolo”. E ci si è molto vicini. E’ quello che ho pensato anche io, ma c’è qualche piccola differenza e di interessante ci sono le motivazioni. E’ in effetti un piccolo cappuccino, ma la ricetta o gli ingredienti sono leggermente diversi. Chi l’ha inventato è stato Brunetti e consiste nel mettere semplicemente la schiuma di latte e poi un po’ di cacao e a volte guarnirlo con dei marshmallow. E’ quindi un’invenzione australiana. In questo modo anche i bambini si possono sentire come gli adulti quando vanno a un cafè con i genitori, soprattutto a Melbourne dove la cultura del caffè è ampiamente diffusa ed è qualcosa di serio ed assolutamente “cool” oltre che un rituale perpetuato ogni giorno. Ma è anche un’ottima idea per far sì che i genitori possano stare in pace per un po’ di tempo mentre si godono un caffè o incontrano qualche amico. Una …

Having a cappuccino: take your time / Cappuccino prima di un appuntamento: meglio prendersi del tempo

Well, I’m early for an appointment, 15 min early and I felt like coffee. I then decided to have a cappuccino. I ordered a small soy cappuccino, I’m lactose intolerant (damn it). But at least I can enjoy a cappuccino, I don’t think I could order one in Italy without being looked at as a strange one. I said I wanted to have it on the premise and not to take away. I don’t know if this was the mistake. Anyway, quarter to 10, ten to 10, 6 to 10. My Milanese soul was coming out: “how long does it take them to make a cappuccino?” I know I wasn’t the only one, but still… I stand up, I sit down wandering whether they were going to call me or I had to go to the counter to take my cappuccino. Finally at five to 10, I was standing, I walk back to my table together with the waiter carrying my soy cappuccino. It’s hot and, after briefly enjoying the creamy top, I just drink …