Self-isolation week 2: past existential dread, and into acceptance

Magnificent chicken I roasted

Since we still couldn’t find anything fresh locally, I kept exercising my newly developed skills at queueing online and I eventually arranged a delivery of fresh stuff for this Monday in one of the services that doesn’t block me from buying “more than 6 items” from the fruit and vegs section (even if that’s mostly what I eat??).

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Two coffee discoveries (and a plea for you to drink good coffee)

Clerkenwell Road, from the top deck of the 55
Clerkenwell Road, from the top deck of the 55
Clerkenwell Road, from the top deck of the 55

One: the not-so-secret coffee conglomerate

I was on the bus to work the other morning, enjoying the unparalleled top deck views, when I noticed something intriguing on a building. It was a sign that read “Coffeesmiths collective”, but the place did not look like a coffee shop, neither like a coffee craftworkshop or school. It looked more like… a co-working space! Very intriguing!

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