Caffe Avec

Caféboka

@brittarnhild

I 2010 kjøpte jeg meg ei Moleskin notatbok som var tenkt å skulle være min spesielle cafédagbok. Jeg går ofte på café alene, og da er det koselig å skrive litt. Får forresten veldig ofte inspirasjon til å skrive både det ene og det andre når jeg sitter sånn alene med en caffe latte eller en annen varm drikke.

Et lite utdrag fra 31.08.10:
.......På et av nabobordene sitter to unge menn og diskuterer en kommende rettsak mot NTNU. Ut fra det jeg hører har den ene vært ansatt i et vikariat, eller har begge det (?), og er nå sagt opp, men de mener begge at de har krav på fast jobb. Ved at annet bord sitter en mann og skriver på en pc. Ute regner det. Et lite vindu står oppe, og det drypper på markisen utenfor. To damer kommer inn, regnjakker og paraplyer. Turister. Snakker engelsk. Så kommer ei ung norsk jente. De engelske damene har funnet fram en miniparlør, norsk/engelsk, og prøver å lese forsiden av Dagbøadet, om ei ung, norsk kvinne som er funnet drept i Budapest. De to NTNUerne har gått over til å diskutere en avhandling og en kommende disputas. Svært høyrøstet. Sigmund T.V. kommer inn, med fiolin over skulderen, kjøper en kaffe og finner et ledig bord. Vi veksler et par ord om den kommende Kammermusikkfestivalen.......

 

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Tror det er på tide å ta fram caféboka.

 

Lagre

Choco Boco at Nordre

text and images brittarnhild

A Saturday in October.
Sunny and bright.

The smell of coffee in the air.

 

Four young students have met.
For coffee, and to share the events of the past week.

Coffee in Trondheim?

Choco Boco at Nordre might be the place. 

Coffee near Nidaros Cathedral

You don't have to travel far to be a traveler. My bookshelves are often my best destination to spend a week-end or a night, my kitchen is a place where I can travel around the world with the help of cookbooks, my garden is where I travel to paradise....

.......but most of all my home city, where I live, love and work, is also the place on earth I most often love to explore.

A cup of coffee, like this morning outside Nidaros Cathedral, watching the tourists, reading about Trondheim, or about the rest of the world.

 

A traveler is an artist, I love to practice this art.

Café Bare Blåbær in Trondheim, my creative corner

Cafés are my best places for writing. When I travel the world, I always find a small café to sit down with my moleskin travel diary, with my stationary, with postcards, with scraps of paper for notes. I remember once sitting in a small café in Venezia, it was during carnival. Still early in the morning I was alone in the café for a long time, enjoying the sight out the window, the humming of the waiter, the delivery man coming with a huge box with freshly bakes pastries. From time to time I wrote in my diary, or read a few pages from Miss Garnet's Angel. Then the door opened and three persons came in, a young woman, two young men. Dressed up for the carnival. All of a sudden the setting of a novel formed in my head. I wrote down some notes in my diary and kept the story in my head for the rest of my days in La Serenissima. The notes are still there. Who knows, may be it can come to something more one day.

 
Ever since I started Trondheim Through all Seasons last summer, early Saturday mornings have been my time to wander alone in the city with my camera, and somewhere along the walk finding a café for a caffe latte or a cappuccino. Sitting down I bring out my bright red moleskin, the one which is used for my (hopefully) upcoming book.

There are alot of nice cafés and coffee bars in Trondheim, and I have tried most of them. Somehow though I have never found the one perfect for my purpose. I can't really tell what I have been looking for, several coffee houses have come close, but not quite The Thing!

Yesterday I enjoyed a very nice walk along the river and the area of Bakklandet with all its charming old wooden buildings, and as so often before, I anded up at Solsiden (The Sunny Side :-), a shopping and restaurant area built where there used to be built ships in former times) Bare Blåbær (Only Blueberries or Piece of Cake as Englishmen would say) is a charming café where we have been several times during summer, sitting outdoors. The café has two areas, on each side of the builting, and today I decied to try the area where I have never been before.

And there it was. My perfect The Thing. Still quiet  in the morning, worn to suit me perfect, well at least made to look worn. And the warm colours embraced me.....this could be my writing place.

I sat down with a huge caffee latte, welcoming the words that came.

Writing is not easy. Right now I find it harder than ever, I even find it almost impossible to believe that there will be a next book.......I still like the prosess, the searching for words, the forming of stories. I've found my coffee house, and next Saturday I'll be there again.

Where do you find your creative spot?

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Te og kaffehuset in Trondheim

You don't need to visit a coffe or a tea house to get good coffee. Of course you don't! Enjoying your afternoon coffee at home, in your favorite armchair, with some music on the cdplayer, a pile of books stacked near you, a small glassbowl of chocolate or a plate with pastries........then I am almost as closed as I can come to heaven on earth.

But then you need the best coffee, the best tea of course.

I like to buy my coffee and my tea at Te&Kaffehuset AS in Trondheim, and I like to pass by the shop window to look at their window display. Especially now when the Christmas season is coming up.

You can visit Trondheim over at Trondheim through all Seasons. 

Coffee time at Somma in Trondheim

First posted at Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods Jan.28th 2008

 

For months I have passed some mysterious, hidden windows downtown. Wondows all covered in brown paper and a sign saying that an Italian pasticceria will soon open.

An Italian pasticceria! Soon! I have waited, and waited, and waited.....

Like an eager little girl I have dreamed of all the cakes I would be able to buy, almost licking my fingers in anticipation.

In December a small corner of the paper was removed, and behind the glass we were able to see the most beautiful nativity sceene. Oh yes, this was going to be a true Italian place.

This week the brown paper was finally removed and the pasticceria dream opened. During the first two opening days I had three visits here.......

The first time I just passed by, saw the open windows and two gigantic Murano glass candeliers inside. Would you have had the self control not to go in.......

The next day I was in town for some errands, and knew exactly where to go when my stomach told me it was lunch time.

When I sat there eating my pizza with parma and mozzarella one of the owners came around offering almond biscuits to everybody.

"A biscotti for you Signora?" Of course I couldn't say no to his Italian charm.

Enjoying the last piece of my biscuit I watched the beautiful waitress cleaning the table at the red sofa. I was on my way out to meet a journalist who would do an interview about my book, and suddenly I knew where the interview were to take place - in the red sofa of course!

Don't you think my book fits perfectly with the flower arrangement and the atmosphere?

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I'll be back for more Italian treats!

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I am celebrating three years of blogging these days! May be that's an occation for another Italian meal?