gift from istanbul
Gift from Istanbul

Mi friend muffin came back from vacation in Istanbul and was SOOO nice of her to bring me coffee (my bag smelled divine) and this little stove-top pot with such beautiful patterns, to make the coffee. See, In her book, I’m easy to shop for – colorful wacky tights, or coffee!
We met before much activity was going on around the city to sip some coffee and catch on some chisme (*must know word: gossip).

The picture I had posted earlier this week was also taken here, on Linden street.
Linden underwent a little street-face lift, there are now these large rocks to sit on, the nicely patterned rusty pieces, some new plants and more tree-like nature. I’m a fan!

So here is some documentation of the caffeinated alleyways. Blue bottle never sees a slow morning!

 bikes and coffee
Bikes and coffee. Mi religion.
Some stay, some go, some of us are still here.
That guy’s red bike has a beautiful top-tube bag. 
He was in-out faster than lightening, next time I’ll have his photo taken.
♥Gracias Muffin

Catching up with a good friend in the early caffeinated mornings pre-work, is the perfect medicine for a good day – and this time it came with a lovely little gift to make the black liquid of my favorite gods. Yum!!