I recently had a short layover in Paris, so I decided to take a quick sampling of some specialty coffee shops.
The first shop I hit, was Ten Bellas, located near a canal, had a fun feel. They have just started roasting their own coffee beans, but their espresso was pretty decent.
Next, I stopped by Telescope. Located a few blocks from the Louvre, It sits on a quiet side street. The owner/barista, trained at Counter Culture Coffee training center in New York. he keeps a solid tasting espresso, but he has a diverse selection of coffees for drip.
After hanging out with Nicoli, he told me of a coffee shop called Fragments. I had a little time left after I left Telescope, so I went and checked them out. run by two young guys, the run a great shop crafting great espresso. so after a cup of Costa Rican, I said good bye and headed back to the airport.
all in all, it was a productive crawl in Paris. The specialty coffee scene is starting to come alive, it is exciting to see where it will go.
The rain falls gently in a comforting melody. The cool air blows, cleansed by the rain, it smells of damp leaves, crisp grass and granite stone.
Traffic darts in and out. The putter of motors march like drummers in the street, each competing to set the tempo.
The light from the windows overflow onto the side walk, dancing along with the passers by.
The yellow street lights lead on, marking the way through the hedge rows of classical architecture.
The path is long and far. I walk along, as if walking a poam. The tall statues recall galiant men and their victories. Sculptures stand, showing the way with their perfect forms, galleries tell of beauty and pain.
… And so I walk, an extra in the circus of the city. Sight and sound melding togeather, smell and air, all becoming one.