Even after eleven years in this country, I’m still noticing a lot of culture differences, and maybe this one is more of a big city thing... but when did we stop sitting still to drink and eat?
Everything we get now is either for to-go or for delivery, and even when we are actually staying at a restaurant or cafe, they automatically assume we are going somewhere and need our drinks ready to bail, just in case.
No wonder we are going through so much single use waste when we are living in a world where everything has to be rushed.
I actually have to request having my drinks and food in actual cups and plates. And sometimes I even get a weird look, like I’m the weird one 🤨😊
I remember growing up in Europe and even now when I go visit, I always love admiring different coffee shops and their coffee and tea cups. Like they take a pride in them, handpick them.
I actually do the same. Each cup in my house is different and has a different story and origin.
I remember I would always sit for hours with friends or family members at cafes, talking and sipping. Either basking in the spring sun or snuggled up with blankets. On beautiful patios on the cobblestones, or down the staircase in an old building underground.
I’m grateful the culture back home is still strong and when you go, everyone expects you to stay.
Maybe you don’t have all the time in the world but try to take a few minutes, just to sit still and enjoy your drink. Maybe put away your phone and have fully present conversation with your friend. Or read a book.... #lifelivedlagom