We were in Fitzroy recently showing an international friend of ours around my old stomping ground. We popped into a cafe in Fitzroy Street to have a cuppa. Of course Sue had her super duper exotic coffee and I had my ususal ‘something different’ cappuccino. After a bit of a walk I rested my weary […]
Where’s My Cappuccino?
I paid for my cappuccino and sat by a nearby table waiting for it to be served. And waited. And waited. And waited. Waiters swirled by with trays of cappuccinos for other customers. I could smell the caffeine. I wanted mine and I wanted it know. Being coffee deprived for ten minutes, I started to […]
