L’Arbre à Café: Don’t Judge a Tree by the Size of its Trunk, but by the Fruit it Bears

Imagine walking into a café with one chair, one table, and one cup of coffee poured just for you... but in Narnia. *feature image: Liz Merwin, artist at Patchwork Zombies Presenting... L'Arbre à Café [10 rue du Nil, 75002 (Paris, France: 3rd district)] L'Arbre à Café is the final product of wine and coffee connoisseur, … Continue reading L’Arbre à Café: Don’t Judge a Tree by the Size of its Trunk, but by the Fruit it Bears

Coutume Café: The Science of a Nontraditional Café

Imagine walking into your high school's science room (no matter how long ago that actually was). You notice the beakers, test tubes, and the periodic table while you take a seat at your assigned lab station. (You remember, don't you!) You feel a tap on your shoulder and the cute guy/girl from your science class … Continue reading Coutume Café: The Science of a Nontraditional Café

帰る [kaeru] Domicile’s Ratings of Home Comfort

帰る Domicile’s Ratings of Home Comfort 5 homes = Siiiighhh… You’re home! Like changing into your favorite p.j.s (the ones with the holes in the crotch), pouring your brew of choice, and putting your feet up on the coffee table because no one’s [or only the people you care about are] around. (Super Comfortable) 4 … Continue reading 帰る [kaeru] Domicile’s Ratings of Home Comfort

The Thing about Languages

Imagine walking into a café in Japan and hearing your native language. Today is my two week anniversary à Paris. In this time, I've learned one valuable lesson: My French is shite. No, it really is. Even after studying it for 12 years (6 of them compulsory), I was not prepared for comprehending (let alone engaging … Continue reading The Thing about Languages

The Beginning of the Return Home

Imagine walking into a new café on an ordinary Sunday afternoon. The sweet smell of cinnamon and freshly ground coffee greets you at the door, along with a warm smile and a friendly "hello, please come in" from the barista. You've never met before, but you feel you could tell your deepest darkest secrets or … Continue reading The Beginning of the Return Home