Wordless Wednesday


© Alexandra Guerson

We never made coffee at home in Spain. The stuff available in any bar was so cheap and so good that there was no point. This is the coffee Alan and I had every morning, at the bar on the corner of our street. A long espresso with hot milk, it’s called a cortado (Spanish) or a tallat (Catalan). So good.

Other Wordless Wednesdays here and here.