I need to get some bravery and clarity in here.
I slept for almost 12 hours and it was delicious.
But of course I woke up with a feeling of dread that has been there for quite some time. Years? Decades?
It’s on my list to work through.
Where bravery comes in is in asking to take pictures. I missed a shot or two of awesome things that would enhance the blog. Yes, there is always a second time and a third, but I need to work on my ask without feeling awkward.
And where clarity comes in, I did ask for ” very little water, a 1 to 1 ratio of coffee to water” and still got a cupfull. Ugh. I get it, people are not used to this particular specification.
I would probably need to ask for an espresso sized cup and this way they won’t overfill it. Or, as I’ve planned earlier to bring my own hot water and sugar so I get exactly what I want. And pay less for the espresso
Emerson Espresso
250 Emerson Ave, Toronto, ON M6H 3T2
https://www.emersonespresso.ca/
So, back to the coffee shop. I really like it.
First of all it is hidden in plain sight in an obscure place near a gas station and nearly derelict garages. My kind of thing. There is something magical about an oasis of class and beauty in the midst of poetic decay.
Stray plants grow up from the asphalt and there is a feeling of magic and home.
I wonder if it reminds me of my home which is rugged. I could say it’s rough around the edges, but it’s mostly rough all around.
Or maybe it reminds me of Central America, which is also quite rough but with magical places all around. The weather today reminds me of Central America. Moist, breezy, warm, and at times cool.
Either way, it’s a beautiful gem. The real brick, the mosaic floor, the clean, minimal coffee shop and the nice barista. I just like him.
So, again, coffee was so so because I didn’t get what I wanted. I guess this journey of mine is in asking clearly for what I want. We’ll see how it goes.
But I am happy. I am happy with the weather. I am happy with my journey. I am happy.
There is place for both happiness and dread it turns out. Ah, the life.
It is the one with the yellow stripes 