mornings at my city home.

mornings at my city home.

Mornings are a funny time. They can be fast, slow, lazy, preparatory. They can sooth us with their repetition, or make us ever more aware of the circle in which we exist.

 

For me, mornings are about 3 things.

1. Get up. If your room and your blankets are as comfy as mine, you’ll understand just how hard that can be.

 

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2. Eat. Boring as, Scotch style porridge has got to be the only repetition in breakfast foods that I have ever been able to manage [except for point 3 below]. I love the stuff. That being said, some days when I’ve been back to my storm country home and visited my chickens, eggs of any and all stylings are a delicious way to wake up my mind.

 

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My housemate Jason has the most beautiful tea jars along our front bench window.

 

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3. Coffee. Now, ideally, this would be point number one, but until I install that gas burner by the side of my bed it ain’t going to happen.

Really this should be point two, but here’s the kicker – I build my coffee foundation around what I am going to eat.

What works best with my intended breakfast foodstuff? An espresso, or maybe a latte pulled from my machine? Maybe my moka pot is what I’m feeling like today. Sometimes I even be tricky and slow filter straight in to my cup. Or maybe, like this morning, a simple and strong turkish coffee is what I have in mind.

 

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As I was assembling my spices and coffee in to my cezve, my housemate Jason brought out a fresh loaf a fruit bread for me to share. Cooked just a little over a block away from our house, it went perfectly with my spicy brew and some melted butter.

 

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As I prepare my eats and my poison, the traveling notes of Jason’s piano flow up the hall and in to the kitchen and lounge.

 

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What’s your morning routine?

 

Stranger.

1 Comment

  1. don · April 23, 2014

    Awesome imagery! I agree its a bad day if i don’t have my morning coffee

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