Once upon a time,
at the Café de Paris
Rue du Mont-Blanc 26
and the first guest
has already settled down with coffee
and the morning paper
awaiting their ultimate destiny:
Who said mornings
speak of joyful anticipation?
has barely arrived
and some patrons are already
lost in an intense card game!
My double espresso
with hot milk on the side:
Never attempt to order a "Viennese Mélange"
when in France or Switzerland!
Never even utter the words "Mélange" + "coffee"
in the same sentence and do not think "Viennese" -
unless you want to have a lengthy conversation
in a language you definitely are not the master of!
How to Order Coffee
I had already had my first lesson
in coffee ordering
a few mountain ranges earlier, in Feldkirch,
one of the westernmost towns of Austria:
There, a Coffee Mélange arrives
in a tall glass looking suspicially like
a classic Italian or Viennese caffè latte.
The waitress - in a small bakery,
at 7 in the morning - was offended
when I tried to explain that
I had not ordered a caffè latte!
!!!Viennese Java Assumptions
are déplacé that far to the West!!!
Imagine if I had asked for café-au-lait,
secretely hoping to get one like
they serve in New Orléans?
Memo to myself:
Trade carefully when speaking of coffee.
Calling that venti latte the wrong way
nowadays could as easily provoke a war
as a defenestration in Prague
in the good old times!
Café de Paris
in the early morning of
13 March 2010
© 2010 by Merisi