Sunday’s frappé. What a sad day it is - the last ‘official’ day of summer. From tomorrow it’s September…
So we spent the afternoon in our trusty ol’ café - La Fontanina. I’d photograph the amazing pizza, however that’s off topic!
Saturday’s frappé. The hardcore stuff - no frills. Plastic cup, black, no milk.
Friday’s frappé.
Thursday’s frappé. Nothing tooo exciting - a normal breakfast for me…
Wednesday’s frappé. It’s time to break out the *special* glasses and make frappé for guests. Friends from the UK. I actually like this photo - a frappé and a panama hat in the shade of a small Bonzai-style olive tree.
Tuesday’s frappé. A decent frappé in a retro-style Soda Fountain glass. It must be the glass that makes the foam cascade in ripples back down… intellesting.
Monday’s frappé. I must be doing something right, this early morning frappé looks a treat.
Sunday’s frappé. Oh no! It’s gone all wrong! Trying to make a tall foam, but the coffee couldn’t take it…
Saturday’s frappé. Well, it’s the last of the summer. No holidays this year, the whole 3 months were written off because of the bambino arriving in April. He takes priority.
However, that doesn’t stop me sneaking out and enjoying a frappé by the sea once in a while, now does it?
Friday’s frappé. It’s the end of the week! A plastic glass - dull - added coffee beans on top- yay!
