The loneliest ebb of my life came on that Christmas eve, only one day after my arrival in New York. The abyss of loneliness. I ate a solitary dinner in a small cafe, and the very food tasted bitter with my unshed tears. One doesn’t dare cry in America. It is unmanly here.
The most amazing thing is when you find yourself watching someone in the cafe or something doing something weird. It’s amazing what people do, isn’t it, when you just look at them, when you take the time to look.
Federalism is not one state dictating to the rest of the country what should occur in the area of CAFE.
I love watching other women when I’m sitting at a cafe.
I love boliche, roasted pig, and black beans and rice. When I need a quick fix, I head to Cafe Cortadito on Avenue B and 3rd here in New York City.
Reading a newspaper is as important to me as reading a script. Sitting in a cafe and drinking coffee is as important as going for a shoot.
It was a surprise for my family when I told them that I was offered ‘Madras Cafe.’ My family was initially worried because I have got no film background.
If you can’t sit in a cafe quietly and be ignored, how can you observe human nature and write a story?
I love the sensation of being out in the open air, far away from all the distractions of modern life. I will usually disappear for a couple of hours, and that time on my bike is quite sacred, as it’s when I do all my serious thinking. Sometimes I will stop off at bikers’ cafe and have a bacon sandwich.
I started working a Saturday job at this French cafe from when I was about 14. I lived two minutes away from the cafe and went there every morning. One day, the manager asked if I wanted to work there. I’d never worked before, so thought I’d give it a go.
The European style of living is seductive: fewer hours worked, more hours at the cafe, less concern over self-betterment. But that style of living does not produce a purposeful life.
On the outskirts of the desert in Yemen, there was a cafe with a jukebox that had ‘Sunshine Superman’ on it. I loved that.
Fortunately… ‘With Fi and Jane’ features BBC veterans Fi Glover and Jane Garvey sitting in the BBC cafe, nattering about whatever interests them.
A number of us had conversations with the Kerry campaign about what he was going to say about CAFE. What he told us was that he did not want to sacrifice jobs and that he wanted to work with the auto industry to achieve that goal.
As far as documentaries, ‘Man on Wire,’ ‘Atomic Cafe,’ ‘Waltz With Bashir,’ and ‘Thin Blue Line’ all offered me different perspectives to consider as we were designing the structure and approach to ‘Tower.’
The food in the House of Commons is fairly good. The cafe in Portcullis House is really very high quality, and you also have a choice of eating in the more traditional restaurants, the Churchill Room or the Members’ Dining Room. I don’t often eat in them, though, as I’m usually on the run.
As a form of escapism, yearning for the 20th century is understandable, but in practice it would be horrible – sort of like going on a holiday promising yourself you could go without the Internet, only to crumble and walk in a daze to the local Internet cafe to gorge on connectivity.
Our favourite restaurant, cafe, noodle joint or eating house is always there for us when we need them, from morning coffee to major milestone, hump day or Fri-yay.
Once I was in a cafe in Portland and the woman at the next table and I began chatting and in the course of our conversation she strongly recommend I visit this web site called ‘The Rumpus’ so I could read this advice column called ‘Dear Sugar.’ It was so painful not to tell her that in fact I was Sugar, but I didn’t.
My mum and dad ran a family cafe in Sligo for 35 years and worked long hours. We grew up in a very hard-working family and had a lovely atmosphere, as we lived above the restaurant. It definitely made me want to work hard, whatever I chose to do. As the baby of seven kids, I was definitely a bit spoilt.
I think I’ve probably had one of my guitars on display at every Hard Rock Cafe in the world.
I’ve always been a Jeep guy and I also drive a Triumph Bonneville motorcycle that’s a 2007, but it’s been all retrofitted to look like an old military cafe racer.
If you want to know how old you look, just walk into a French cafe. It’s like a public referendum on your face.
Food recommendations are a must, but be careful. A friend went to a cafe I’d suggested and got food poisoning.
I had written ‘Cafe de Flore’ with ‘Stairway to Heaven’ in mind.
Welsh is my mother tongue, and my children speak it. If you come and live in this community you’ll work out pretty quickly that it’s beneficial to learn the language, because if you’re going to the pub or a cafe you need to be a part of the local life.
I consider myself an alumnus of Hard Rock Cafe.
I don’t really remember the day we lost our home in the floods, but looking back I can understand how devastating it was for my parents. I was only six, so I remember us having to move to Adelaide – but not much of the actual day and night of the flood. We had to start all over again and my parents opened a cafe.
My perfect morning is spent drinking coffee, eating porridge and reading the paper at a local cafe.
I did sketch comedy with a troupe at the Nuyorican Poets Cafe.
I was a kitchen porter for an hour at the Bank of England when I was 18. In the cafe, someone clicked their fingers and shouted, ‘Boy, come and clear my table.’ I walked out.
Cafe De Flore speaks of love, its joys, its pains and its dramas – to love and to lose. This story upset me, I was upside-down, in the depths of myself.
I’d much rather hang out in a cafe. That’s where things are really happening.
The whole purpose of CAFE standards is to make cars more efficient that people are actually buying.
Vancouver is a coffee-lover’s paradise, capable of impressing even the most hyper-caffeinated and jaded New Yorkers, such as myself. The coffee is fantastic, whether I happened to be craving a world-class espresso served with monastic intensity or a single-origin pour-over at a vibrant all-day cafe.
My father was king of the guidebooks and our holidays were always planned, taking us from a great gallery to an ace cafe to a beautiful view. And as an actor, I loathe improvisation because there’s no structure and no one knows what’s going on.
I had a lot of jobs in New York. I worked in a cafe, and I did bike delivery, and I was a mover. And I babysat, which was really cool in some cases and really insane in others.
The problem with growing up in a cafe was the cafe never closed, my parents worked every day of the year from morning to night. So it was a big menagerie of kids, business and cooking!
One of my problems with a lot of things I watch is that everybody’s too pretty, and it takes me out of the film because I’m thinking that all these people look like I’ve seen them in a cafe in Los Angeles.
I want to go to culinary school because I love cooking. One day I’d love to open up a restaurant or cafe.
But we must take other steps, such as increasing conservation, developing an ethanol industry, and increasing CAFE standards if we are to make our country safer by cutting our reliance on foreign oil.
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