I have never had as much coffee tto drink as today and I feel like a wired coffee connoisseur! Affogato, Flat White, an Espresso, a glass of water and the difference between normal milk and texture milk. Bliss and turbulence at the same time. Like, holy hell. The barrista, Alang, is a bloke who is genuinely in love with the beans and had moved from the the commercial coffee houses to this small indie-looking shack in the backyard of my house (re: greater Ampang) and I didn't even realise it existed. It opened September of twenty-ten. He then finds himself in the throws of a quiet solace where the hipsters have yet to invade. Dramatised, obviously.
It's nice, quaint, quiet, humble and the coffee is the real stuff that comes out from a manually calibrated machine which was discussed at length between my lovely cousin, Mo, and Alang while I was being nonchalant and typing this on the phone. I await the proper article by her. Let her explain the complexities because I was too busy enjoying quiet time on a random bench (honestly!) under a payung with the fan-made breeze which messed up my already messy hair, oh, and need I add, the free coffee.
A lovely albeit harassingly tired last day at the the therapy center in University Hospital (a.k.a Free Gym), a wonderful coffee session with Mo and Alang at the Artisan Roast Cafe & Coffee Roastery and a day spent talking with my amazing grandmum who is the ONLY grandmum I know who plays with computer games. HAH! Even my grandmum is cooler than yours!
I honestly LOVE Metric's Gimme Sympathy. So catchy! I dance to it like a retarded squirrel. It looks like I'm having fits. Judge if you must. Nope, I lied. I move fluid. HAH!
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Ngehehehe...
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