None of my visits to Bangalore go without a visit to Gandhi Bazaar’s Vidyarthi Bhavan. Grabbing a dosa and a coffee there is a must.
I wear weird things sometimes. I like to drink coffee. Neither of those things have anything to do with who I am.
I paid my dues. I have crawled to gigs. I have served people coffee. I worked hard selling all these records out the back of my car. Girl, I’m ready to sell one the real way now.
The first thing I do when I wake up is take a cup of tea, a cup of coffee, and vitamins, and then I look at my dogs. I have three dogs, Rosa, Toto, and Mimmo, all Labradors.
I don’t drink coffee. Weird, I know. But I try to stay away from caffeine. That said, we are investors in Blue Bottle, which is delicious!
My perfect morning is spent drinking coffee, eating porridge and reading the paper at a local cafe.
I was given this beautiful coffee table book of Soviet architecture for my birthday. It has a lot of holiday camps, swimming pools, theatres, and buildings that were built for leisure activities. Incredible architecture in the most obscure places. It’s a little bit sad, because a lot of it has been left to fall apart.
In the seventies when I was struggling, I ate the same thing every day at Big Nick’s Burger Joint on Broadway and 77th Street. A cottage-cheese omelette with tomatoes, French fries, rye toast, orange juice, and coffee. It was consistently the most satisfying meal I could possibly imagine.
I didn’t understand the culture and what Starbucks was really about. It wasn’t a coffee shop. It was really a way of life… we suffer from thinking that since we have it in New York, or it won’t work in New York, that it won’t work some other place. That’s a discipline we keep trying to improve.
On Common Culture, you’ll find coffee, clothing, and compilations. So many C’s!
We need choices of government, just like we have choices of tables or chairs or cell phones or coffee.
There’s people outside our house; you get followed by photographers; you can’t go out and have a cup of coffee with a friend without someone coming up to you.
‘Looper’ is about what your 55-year-old self would tell your 25-year-old self over a cup of coffee. It’s about finding love in the third act of your life. It’s about overcoming trauma and the idea of true sacrifice.
I make homemade juices with whatever is in season. I rarely have coffee, but I drink lots of tea. I start with a pot of tea at home and sip on herbal teas throughout the day at work.
When I order sandwiches or coffee, I don’t give my name: I’ll say ‘David’ or something. It’s just not worth it. They never mess ‘David’ up. I just want my sandwich; I just want my coffee.
Life’s too short for bad coffee.
There was always Helmut Newton coffee table books around when I was growing up.
Few men in their 70s looked as good as my father did. What was his secret? Genes, maybe, since he didn’t exercise or diet, and he kept a candy drawer, drank a pot of black coffee every day, and read in the middle of the night. Still, he took such joy in being a dad – and in life in general – and his happiness showed.
I get up at sunrise. I’m a Buddhist, so I chant in the morning. My wife and I sit and have coffee together, but then it’s list-making time. I have carpentry projects. We have roads we keep in repair. It’s not back-breaking, but it’s certainly aerobic and mildly strenuous.
Many nations use language simply to convey information, but it’s different in Ireland. With most conversational exchanges you get an ‘added extra’ like the free little biscuit you sometimes get with a cappuccino in a fancy coffee place.
Hackerspaces are the digital-age equivalent of English Enlightenment coffee houses. They are places open to all, indifferent to social status, and where ideas and knowledge hold primary value.
My generation is so used to having our public spaces look like the Starbucks, with the beautiful lighting and the little bit of Nina Simone and my coffee that’s blended a certain way from Costa Rica.
I’m a morning bird. I love getting up before it’s light out if it’s possible. I wake up, I have a black coffee. I’m an 86-year-old man. I try to work out first thing to get it over with. When I do it, I feel good because I have the endorphins all day.
There’s a cafe in Mosman near where I lived and if I have any days off I go there at 10 in the morning with my notebook, sit in the same chair, order the same breakfast and coffee, write my thoughts down, and chat, have the same conversation with the owner.
It’s a matter of invitations versus context. Twitter is really good at providing context, like, I’m having coffee at Third Rail Coffee.’ Foursquare is about invitations to places. In this respect Foursquare has started to replace Yelp for me.
At home in L.A., Sunday is lazy. It’s the wife and me lying in bed with coffee, watching ‘The Soup’ or something funny on TiVo. The kid will occasionally join us. Eventually, breakfast is at a place down the street called Paty’s. And we always have some kind of great dinner – my wife makes a great roast beef.
I’m really nervous about coming off as exclusive or elitist. At the same time, I recognize that when I put out vinyl or an expensive coffee table book not everyone can afford it or listen to it.
Mechanisms that prevent Keurig machines from using off-label coffee pods are annoying but relatively harmless.
I love being domestic: making coffee, just putting on a record, and just sitting, not doing anything. It’s so great.
To me, every kitchen appliance is useful and nothing’s overrated. When I look at my little espresso machine, I don’t see coffee. I see a steaming valve as an opportunity to make amazing creme brulee.
I don’t drink coffee. I like nice wines with dinner.
Friends and relatives might be surprised that I think of myself as lonely. I’m married to a man I not only love but like, and we spend a lot of time together. If I feel like socializing, I can usually find someone to meet for coffee or a drink.
I’m Hispanic – don’t mess around with my coffee. Leave my beans alone.
I think it’s really important to give yourself a very big question that you’re working on that you can come home to, even if you, you know, are going to have to go without a cup of coffee or even a meal, that that should nourish you.
World barista champions use the AeroPress to make coffee on the folding tray tables of airplanes.
I’m a coffee guy but I don’t think I’ve had a full cup of coffee. I’ll grab one and then I’ll have a few sips of it then go back to work and it’s cold then I’ll throw that away and go back later and get another one.
Appreciate good coffee when it’s available, but drink whatever they have on set and always say thank you for it.
We’re very specific when we’re drawing work plans. We think about the chances of when a person gets off the elevator where they will go. We think about how people get to a coffee machine, when they go and get their lunch, when they go to the bathroom.
If the coffee can taste so good with nothing else in it, then that’s a good cup of coffee.
You don’t need coffee. Nobody needs coffee. You can get along without it.
That’s a big deal for kids, when they come into the kitchen and the teacher is drinking coffee with mom. They react differently on the next day when you say: ‘Sit down and shut-up!’
Xavier McDaniel made me respect him. I thought I could do anything I wanted to. He grabbed me one time and almost choked me out. He said, ‘You’re going to do this. You’re going to go get coffee. You’re going to go get doughnuts.’ It’s a game of respect.
I was in Starbucks and the person in front of me said: ‘Can I have a tall, skinny, black Americano please?’ I said: ‘Are you ordering coffee or voting in the U.S. elections?’
Well, they’re Southern people, and if they know you are working at home they think nothing of walking right in for coffee. But they wouldn’t dream of interrupting you at golf.
Townes Van Zandt is the best songwriter in the whole world, and I’ll stand on Bob Dylan’s coffee table in my cowboy boots and say that.
Smell the roses. Smell the coffee. Whatever it is that makes you happy.
I never drink coffee at lunch. I find it keeps me awake for the afternoon.
My kids probably started drinking coffee in their late teens.
I’m obsessed – I couldn’t even tell you how much coffee I drink in a day.
It’s got to be speciality coffee or nothing. I love posh coffee but I have lattes with sugar, so I’m not a purist at all, but it has to be specific or it’s just not worth it to me.
I like to sit down, relax, have a cup of coffee on the terrace and read a book. I like to travel the world – and I’m lucky to see so much through cycling.
Drinking a cup of coffee with your eyes closed isn’t a sophisticated task for a person, but it’s hard for a robot.
Science may never come up with a better office communication system than the coffee break.
I grew up with ‘Life’ magazine on the coffee table, Life cereal on the breakfast table, and the game of Life on the card table. People were just so happy to be alive, I guess.
The sheer sensory experience of San Francisco is unlike anywhere else. Not just the physical beauty, but the textures, the feel, the wind, the ocean. It’s a monumental feeling unrivaled by anywhere else. Its a world class, gorgeous city. And the coffee is great.
