Espresso Kimbo

I had this cup in the city of Sighisoara, Romania, in the medieval center, at THE BEST LOOKING terrace I ever sat at, in my life: Pensiunea Casa Cositorarului (The Tin Smith's House). Review coming soon on EspressoStyle. Also the first time i've had Kimbo coffee in Romania.

Breakfast with Rain

I had my breakfast listening to the rain today. By accident, no tv set or radio was on in my proximity. Just the half open window. I almost forgot how much i did love the rain. It brings back memories from the times i was little and I used to spend my summer holiday in the mountains near Sovata, where my grandparents had a little yard with bee hives. We lived outside almost all day long. We didn't have a TV and didn't really miss it. We cooked in the "summer kitchenette" and when it rained, we just sat and listened to it pound on the tin roof, while munching on home baked biscuits.

St. Constantin and Elena BBQ

Last weekend we went to my fathers to celebrate St. Constantin and Elena (orthodox celebration of the people with the saints names). Of course, the usual BBQ was in order along with some other stuff. All and all, some quality time with friends and family.

Espresso Super Crema

Park Break Espresso

In between my errands the other day I took the time to sit on a park bench with a nice cup of vending machine espresso. Sometimes that's all it takes to cool down and enjoy life. The warm november sun was shining and the trees are a poem of colours this autumn.

Surprise Birthday Cake

Today was my 33rd birthday and my dear wife and 1 month old daughter surprised me with this wonderful cake. The cake is not baked by us, it is store bought.

McChicken Paris Style

Even the all american McChicken sandwich has a special style in Paris. It's "classique and indemodable"!:-)

Espresso Filicori Zecchini

Girls argue

Today I was walking along a park alley, and I passed a group of three girls arguing in full swing. And as I passed I could just barely make out what all the fuss was about. Well, it was the names of itch others bikes. One said that hers was called Violeta. And another jumped quick to contradict her that it maybe was only the first name, but the family mane? Cause hers was....and the rest of the conversation I was already to far to hear. Its hard to be a 7 year old girl riding a violet bike.
Note that the photo was taken with my mobile phone in digital zoom mode.