Sat at the most photogenic table available, ordered a double cappuccino and got my camera ready...
Coffee arrived - without spoon.
I remonstrated with the waiter; it seems a coach load of chunky Belgians had passed through less than one hour before and had demolished the lot.
"Tomorrow?" I asked, a little desperately.
"Maybe tomorrow..." he said, frowning slightly.
The coffee was wonderful to behold...but tasted faintly of ashes.
My "no-spoon" face
Suitably jealous - eat a chocolate spoon for me, Si.
ReplyDelete