I have many homes. I use the word willy-nilly. It’s bigger to me than any house, it hops to good friends and even applies to places I’ve actually never lived -like Dad’s orchard. Or Trieste Cafe in North Beach:
When I walked up here today I said to myself, “home.” And here I am now surrounded by the same music, the same group of writers in the corner table, and the same barista making a focaccia sandwich.
And now they have free wifi. Life doesn’t get much better than this.
I spotted this woman at the cafe today and I quickly took her picture on the sly:
She was taking a picture of her empty coffee cup. Is she a fellow blogger? Why would would I think so? Because I took this picture last week:
Just hadn’t yet thought of an interesting note to add to it.
As I was working this morning in Hernandez, one of the baristas told a customer that it was her birthday. At which point he simply said, “One, two, three…” and the entire cafe (all 5 tables) joined in on cue singing Happy Birthday to her.
When we first started going to Burgerman, it was run by this great guy who would always remember our usual (even on the third ever time we went) and would slip us extra fries or fill up our wine glasses. We felt like such special regulars. We wanted to be his friend.
So when he left to open a new place, we waited with baited breath. How exciting, a new place in the neighborhood. It was several months before it opened and we asked around and tracked down the new address.
They’re located on a little alley where the prostitutes (used to?) go.
They have great coffee, great veggo options and are usually packed, of course. And even though we don’t visit too often, he always recognizes us and says hi. This truely amazes me and makes me want to send everyone I know there.
Of course, I still don’t know his name. Will have to add him to the list.
In Perth we found an Indian restaurant that was not only tasty, vegetarian and had amazing 270 degree view of the Swan river but -this is the cool bit- they ask that you pay what you think it’s worth. That can be 5 cents or (as one tourist decided) $1000.
It’s a non-profit that is run by a group of devotees who feed the community and give the remaining money to people in need in India.
What a good idea.