A
steeple
a
baroque
church
a
quiet
lane
potted
oleander
Sit
down
order
half a Belgian waffle
with maple sirup
and a sprinkle of
wildflower dust
sip
a caffèlatte
breathe
*
Photographed
5 August 2010
at
Cafè der Provinz
Maria Treu Gasse 3
8th District
Images and text
© by Merisi
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I would lick those buildings [and get arrested no doubt] for they all appear to be made of royal icing.
ReplyDeleteMoannie,
ReplyDelete*giggles*
I know you would! ;-)
Could I comfort you with a big dollop of whipped cream instead? ;-)
Perfection. Because of you, I know that one day, I will most definitely head to Vienna--it all just looks so exquisite through your lens.
ReplyDeleteA Brush with Color,
ReplyDeleteit IS exquisite, Sue! :-)
Hungering for a Viennes glass with a spoon...
ReplyDeleteCan a place be called a cafe if they do not have this?
just wondering.. :)
Why just half a waffle? Go for the whole one! and then walk it off on the beautiful streets of Vienna :-)
ReplyDeleteParis Breakfast,
ReplyDeleteenough glasses with spoons left for everybody!
xxx
Zosia,
those are really big waffles, half is perfect (then, it was not mine anyway!). ;-)
Such a lovely scene...I wonder, though, as oleander is so poisonous, should a blossom fall into one's coffee, could that create a problem. I see the beginning's of a forensic novel!!
ReplyDeleteRNSANE,
ReplyDeletethere are so many blooming oleander plants all over Vienna, somehow they must have learned to sail past those coffee cups. I am not sure, though, I'll dare drink another cup of herb blossom tea, at least not as long as I do not know how a dried oleander blossom looks when brewed. ;-)
I know, when I lived in Tampa, FL, they had oleander planted all along the causeway. It looked so beautiful in bloom - but, then, there were signs posted, warning people not to pick the flowers or to roast hot dogs or marshmallows using sticks made from oleander twigs!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images! Wildflower dust? What a charming idea.
ReplyDeleteAnd what fun to meet another ex-Tampan here in virtual Vienna! I remember those same oleanders and warning signs on the causeway.