Posts Tagged ‘cappuccino


Caffé nero, our local


Now I know why I like it…it’s the window, reminding us of Berlin 😉


Checkpoint cappuccino


Busy day, Wednesday morning in Berlin. I had to start the day with a compromise…breakfast at Starbucks. Not a fan of the brand. But it was so early, so cold, snowy and I was so dizzy…that I had to capitulate (almost 8 euros!).

N’importe! I was so happy to be starting the day in Berlin, rushing around on business! 😀



Bringing energy to home

P1230392Time to roll up our sleeves, dear Miciones! This is the moment, when one comes back from holidays and the first back-to-work shock has been absorbed…integrate some of that holiday bliss into everyday’s life!

Such as breakfast on the balcony, since it’s still Summer!


Breakfast, pansies, forget-me-nots…


Today I was not alone at our favorite café for breakfast! Schön, hier mit MeinMann zu sein! 😀P1220045

And with my favorite magazine, AD…”Sehnsucht Italien”…the usual Spring special issue all focused on Italian design!


It is the most inspiring publication, from a visual point of view…it actually gave us also the idea for our next holiday…and in a most lateral thinking way…



Georgian breakfast


At Burr & Co on George Street…“Cosa vi tratto qui a Edinburgo?”


Monday, back to work


Monday, courage…MeinMann in Leeds, I here…something sweet…and off we go again for another week apart…breakfast for the Miciones, who are outside playing in the sun…the first crocuses are on bloom…


About the beauty of mousy hair


Oh there are so many photos which I’d love to upload! Taken in Berlin, in NYC, in Dusseldorf at Lorenzo’s concert, and pictures sent by MeinMann from Leeds, and Bolton Abbey…But for some reason, WordPress gives me “error”. So I am a bit frustrated. But life goes on and before I solve this technical problem I feel I need to continue and write, posting those images available on the web which – either because they are very light of for some mysterious random law – wordpress still enables me to upload.


This post is about inspiration. For me, inspiration strucks mainly onboard public transport. In the Strassenbahn in the morning, or during a flight.

Or, like now, when some snow is still left on the balcony, and Micetta and Mimmino are sleeping in a cuddly way at my feet, next to the sofa – not on the sofa, next to it – one in her beloved cardboard box with pillow and the other one enjoying the warmth of the parquet (the fact that cats prefer cardboard boxes to cat cots is a theorem which has not been demonstrated yet).


Analogic is the new bio: paper

We had this conversation at Einstein Café in Kurfurstenstrasse with our friends Claudia and Dorit in front of the most magnificient Wiener Mélange* and Kaiserschmarren (*it’s a cappuccino…). We are deeply convinced by this, but the fact that even Spiegel picked it up, tells you that the conviction is now becoming mainstream.

We have a blog, but we continue to feed incredibly thick paper books with photos, postcards and traces of our travels and most interesting experiences. Sometimes we sit on the sofa and uncork a certain millésime…such as Austria 1999…or Rotterdam 2015…or Berlin 2002. It is a delightful sensation, especially when we go back in time, to the era when film made taking photos a selective process not a bulimic one.

I am deeply analogic when it comes to correspondence. I still remain quite old tech in the sense of preferring emails to any whatzupp twit etc. But there’s nothing like writing postcards…or letters, even if lately I write less of those. It is also a matter of maintaining my pretty decent handwriting. The pleasure of a nice pen – most of the times a really cheap biro – on smooth paper…

Each start of the year I buy a Moleskine. I am not so disciplined with it, I rarely fill it from start to end with notes and appointments. But it is always precious to have it with me for planning and for triggering inspiration. I cannot plan by looking at an Outlook calendar. It gives me anxiety. So my brand new Moleskine is a thick, pocket-size, baltic blue one. It’s started pretty well, with a lot of notes…I love the color.

Analogic is the new bio: radio

A few months ago I purchased two identical small transistor radios. One for my father’s shed in the garden, where he spends some time with bricolage. And the other here for Dusseldorf.

I leave it on with a low volume, tuned to a local radio station with some talk and some music. I leave it on for my cats when I travel. So they are not bathing in silence. And the analogic little box will never shut down automatically, jump station or go wild with the volume. It is very dependable.

Pity I cannot listen on it those stations which can be captured only via web, like RaiRadio3. But I quite like to listen to Deutschlandfunk on analogic, there is a certain airwave frisson to it. And the same happens in Berlin, were we depend upon a transistor radio, and tune it to Deutschlandfunk, JazzRadio Berlin, or to the French or US radios transmitting in Berlin, such as NPR…it feels very pre-1989.

My glorious Nordmende is at my parents’, as I do not have the space where to put it…it is my treasured piece of analogic technology, together with my Thorens record player, which is alas orphan of amplifiers…so there’s a to do there, for my 2016 resolutions.

Analogic is the new bio: soup

From time to time I buy Amica, probably the best italian women’s magazine. Its graphic is clean and it’s not just about fashion. The articles are enjoyable. Recently there was an extensive article about these robots which go from raw vegetable to gourmet dinner in two clicks. In Italy the brand is Bimby. It was an interesting article on this topic, what in Italy we call “un articolo sul costume”, so beyond the appliance itself, rather on the lifestyle implications of it.

As for my own lifestyle, I sliced and diced potatoes, carrots and I added red lentils which had been rinsed and soaked in water thoroughly. My hearthy soup is ready. I do not need a robot for that. I quite like to slice and dice, actually. I do not have space yet for another robot. In case I had space, my Nordmende radio would be the first candidate. But I like to buy and read Amica from time to time. It keeps me in touch with a certain italian, bougeois, Zeitgeist.

Analogic is the new bio: subscription

I subscribe to one magazine. It’s called Wald and I discovered it at Munich airport, while coming back from Tegernsee. I rediscovered the joys of subscription since I am in Germany, and my postbox is big enough to contain magazines and subscriptions are not raided by mal-intentionnés as it often happened in Italy, I must admit.

It is nice to find a favorite magazine in the mailbox. Not just bills. Actually it would be even nice to find also some postcards, but apparently I only am receiving CRM-originated happy birthday ones from Breuninger, JacquesWeinDepot, Deutsche Bahn and the like … o_O

But sometimes we receive incredibly crafty digital postcards, like the one sent by our 1/2 Berlinisch/Parisien friends D & JD…and which unfortunately I cannot post here…an expressionist/cubist concoction with inspiring words such as “anders lernen”, “verzaubert”, or “Zeitsprung”. Very inspiring!

Analogic is the new bio: science on paperc747cc8b56680e90230c05ca62595ee1_w240_h_mw_mh_cs_cx_cy

This slim paperback is one of my favorite books of 2015. I snapped it up during a bookstore raid in Como, a beautiful bookstore located in an ancient mill, in the city center. I was visiting our friends G & R in September in Lombardy and on that beautiful sunny Saturday and on my way back to Dusseldorf I started reading Sette brevi lezioni di fisica, the brief and playful essay by Carlo Rovelli published by Adelphi.

I was so enthusiastic about this book and the discovery on how pleasant and easy to imagine could be the explanation of physics that I added this book in one of my surprise boxes headed to Leeds to MeinMann…but the parcel had a little accident 😉 – no worries: I have re-purchased the book, obviously! So that also MeinMann can enjoy it…and I am sure he will!

Looking forward to our next conversation with our friend Sylvie from Noordwijk! She is someone who can talk about astrophysics in a page-turning way.

Analogic is the new bio: blackboards and chalk

2015 marked for me the come-back to post-graduate education. Being back on the books at Harvard was quite an experience. The most unexpected thing was to see the venerable professors picking up chalk and filling blackboards. No slides. Just a couple of transparencies. For the rest: chalk. And handwritten notes. Healthy way to make our brains do an incredible fitness programme.

Analogic is the new bio: ordering books, at bookstores or Verlag

Do I use Amazon? I must admit: only for books which are needed for work, and for impossible-to-find books. The good thing is that behind those impossible-to-find books there are always dependable bookstore behind Amazon, whom I would never have crossed paths with.

For the rest, I discovered in 2015 two Verlag – or publishing houses – which I keep an eye on…Guggolz and Distanz. Both are from Berlin. Obviously.

Analogic is the new bio: schlepping books around the world

For the rest, I love browsing books in bookstores, especially when travelling. This week I was in NYC, I had just a couple of hours of leisure, personal time. I dedicated them to hunting down the new Rizzoli Bookstore on Broadway. The store is gorgeous: high ceilings, oak shelves, and bespoke wallpaper by Barnaba Fornasetti. No nasty smell from expensive coffee-chains. Just smell of paper and glue. Armchairs. The Italian books selection is poor, and outrageously expensive (L’amica geniale, paperback in Italian, selling for USD 61). But I’m told this will be improved. For fashion and art the bookstore is great. And contemporary fiction.

Yes, MeinMann….I must confess it. I have sinned. I bought the newest titles by my favorite spy-story authors: Alain Furst, Philip Kerr, Joseph Kanon. Plus, a new one: David Downing. All plots unfold in Berlin, Prague, Warsaw, Istanbul…Plus I discovered a contemporary author, Ludmila Ulitskaya. I am now reading “Zoo Station” by David Downing.

What a pleasure, to make myself cosy at Inday, on an icy NYC evening, tucking into a healthy rice-based indian dish (and not being the only one having dinner alone), in a friendly atmosphere with good lighting, and starting the Zoo Station page-turner…following with a brisk walk to the other side of the Flatiron, down to Park Ave – do you remember, MeinMann, the beautiful Christmas with Lys? – and Union Square, and ending up at Iris Nails, my favorite place between Union and Washington Square, getting pampered in a comfortable armchair, while keeping on reading Zoo Station…away from the boring and garish Fifth Ave.

Analogic is the new bio: dancing to live music, not just youtube

Since we’re in Germany, we are more and more attracted by live music. Sometimes in the evening it is easier to indulge in this cultural delicacy, as opposed to theater, the language is a pleasure when one is top fit and alert, but music allows for a much more a direct and immediate absorption.

And this week it was music and in Italian…I went to a fabulous Lorenzo nei Palasport concert, here at Mitsubishi Electric Halle in Dusseldorf. Exhilarating experience! I cannot show you the photos, I have quite a few good ones…but you can see on youtube a little bit where Lorenzo speaks in German…

The show is a jewel, from a musical and visual point of view, be it videos, light effects, costumes. I love his music since when we were both 15, and he was a young and cheeky DJ, that means I’ve been following him for the past 34 years. The songwriting has become even more interesting over time, and the music métissage is always surprising and fresh.

He writes songs about love: I like that. He writes song about Summer – the kind of Italian Summer that only if you grew up in Italy and went to school you can understand what I mean. And the man knows how to dance, and make you dance. These are all very important things.

Actually, there are only two songwriters-singers-performers whose dancing I like. Lorenzo Cherubini and Dave Gahan. But Lorenzo has the added appeal of looking not like a rockstar.

He looks like a well-travelled Italian man, long-limbed with Nordic looks, with a passion for bycicles, motorini, motorette, moto…Just like MeinMann – who does not raps his BPMs in Cortona, rather spins his Gantts on XL in Leeds – but wears slim-fit jeans and hats on mousy hair with similar allure 😉






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