Coffee you could say, is my hobby, my addiction, my past time. Oddly enough I take photos of coffees I enjoy. I started this when I got my first digital camera and now can’t seem to stop. The coffee addiction has spread to a taking photos of good coffees addiction.
This was in the Tibetan Tea rooms at the Kaygu Samye Ling Tibetan Buddhist centre in the middle of nowhere. My double espresso had a delicious creme, and a kiwi name. I don’t just like cafe dwelling for the caffeine. That’s definitely a bonus, but the real bonus is the whole experience. Cafe’s are my contemporary museums and there is always a story to be told before, after or during a visit to a cafe. On this particular occasion KC and I had spent some time traveling north from Manchester up the M6. We got off at Lockerbie and thought we might stop there for some lunch but it was dead and nothing looked appealing. We continued following our map to Samye Ling thinking the towns on the map might have a pub for a nice hot lunch.
Forty-five minutes later we arrived at Samye Ling after rolling through town after town – that is, three houses next to each other actually constitutes a town, and a location on a published map in Scotland. Hungry we hoped there might be something at the Buddhist Centre but weren’t sure if there would be anything, and my expectations at 2.30pm were not high. To our surprise the Tibetan Tea Rooms awaited with it’s home-made danishes, soup, and gorgeous coffee. All veges were organically grown from the garden just a few metres from the cafe. It was well worth the wait and beyond any pub hot dinner.
