Allowing Myself

…to feel, to love, to be.

Tag: latte art

Weekly Ritual

 

 

 

Each week, mostly Wednesdays, you can find me at this cute coffee shop in Westwood – Espresso Profeta. It’s just pretensions enough that the service / quality is worth the $4 latte, and just laid back enough for me to feel comfortable. They have wi-fi but no electrical outlets. The baristas are friendly but have a too-cool-for-you vibe behind the counter. They serve minimal food – pastries, toast, pb&j. There’s outdoor seating and so much sunlight.

And the lattes are fucking fantastic.

It’s become a weekly ritual, one that I allow myself to indulge in. I wish it was closer to my apartment. I’d be there more often, but then maybe the magic would dissipate. It’s a small gift that I give myself, usually holding a work meeting there, but even better when I go alone, with a book and my journal. A quiet little retreat mid-week.

Do you have a weekly ritual? xo

 

Westside Living

The days keep melding together. On one hand, life is like a vacation. Bikes, beer, beach. On the other, I worked last weekend and took Thursday off. Woke up this morning with no sense of what day it was. The lack of routine makes me uneasy, but I’m trying to enjoy it. H goes back to work (school) on Monday. This is our last weekend of “summer break”.

We invited our friends Mike & Manny down for a beach day. Beforehand, H and I biked with Carter Cash, quick-cleaned the apartment, and then I cooked us some delish eggies-in-a-nest. (Officially renamed “Rickies In A Hammock” for my sister).

The day floated by in a blur of strong sun, hot sand, cold beer, my first bison burger, a cold shower or two, walking Venice Beach, watching season 5 of “Dexter”, and chatting it up with M&M. We grabbed coffee at a new place near us we’ve been meaning to try – Deus Ex Machina.

I think at this point it’s safe to say a few things. If a place has a industrial, yet warm, loft style – wood, concrete floors, Edison light fixtures and an open ceiling – we can bet I will like it A LOT. My need for a good latte creeps in every other day. And I think I have fully become a “west-sider” – educated, mature tastes but with a laid back no bullshit approach to eating, shopping and hanging with other people. Bikes, beach, beer. Coffee, doggie, yogi. Surfboards and the ocean. Dream living.

How’s your weekend coming along? xo

What Sundays Are For (Week 2)

Even since I’ve been back in town, I’ve had an intense urge to walk Abbott Kinney. I think it’s because I didn’t get enough wandering / shopping / picture time on our honeymoon. Unfortunately, we brought the pup with us thus morning and it was just plain annoying. Many stores don’t open until 11am on Sundays and the coffee shops all had lines out the door. I smelled some incense in the Mystic Journey bookstore and touched just about every product in Urbanic, but as our walk progress, I felt more and more frustrated.

H, being the awesome husband he is, offered to drop the dog at home and go back out in search of a place that would satisfy my wandering needs. At first we aimed for the Main Street Santa Monica area but he suggested a place he’d gone before that he thought I’d like. L’Epicerie in Culver City. Bingo.

My food was good, my latte was great, and afterwards we headed out to furniture stores and an open house – none of which were productive, but what a relaxing day.

(WSAF Week 1)

What Sundays Are For (Week 1)

Thinking of starting a weekly post: “Sundays are for…”

Walk to a my favorite coffee shop with my husband (still can’t get over that)

Blackberry & thyme muffin for me

Almond croissant for him

Lattes like these are why I love this place

And this guy, joining us

Looking for more? #sundaysarefor (instagram – Leonie Wise may have started this. Also @postcardsfrom )  | #sundaysarefor (twitter)

And then there’s also this for Ms Wise – Weekends Collected

How was your weekend?

xo

This Grateful Season – Latte Art

I’ve missed a day due to WordPress accidentally shutting down my blog for a night and then having last night’s happy hour turn into a long night of drinks with friends. My intention is to post each day, which I’m *loving*. Calling the missed day “practice” working through my perfectionism tendencies. Crazily enough, I have so much I want to blog about, it’s not a content issue, but a time. Life’s gotta be lived first 🙂

So delighted with the pleasant surprise of (3) different images in lattes this week. So gorgeous and fun.

Espresso Profeta – large decaf latte

 

 

Urth Cafe – large honey vanilla latte

 

Urth Cafe – large latte (for my friend Mike)

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**For the month of November, I’m posting something each day that I’m grateful for. It may be as long as an intricate post, as short as a quote, as simple as a link or as wordless as a photograph. A friend has come on board. Join us? #gratefulseason