I've been on a bit of a blogger's hiatus, and I'm not sure why. No
longer do I have work or exams to lay the blame on, or any other major
commitments, for that matter. I guess I've just been out of the habit –
and I don't really like that word.
A couple of weekends ago, however, I revisited a cafe I like in Glasgow.
My first visit there was way back in March with my mum and dad when we
had some yummy breakfast on a very cold morning. Going back there
with my Grandpa, I felt pushed to start writing again.
My grandpa is a great host. At 85 he still insists on making me
breakfast, and when I was ill on one of the days of my visit, he made me
toast and brought it to me in bed. I have never seen anyone so sad
about someone else not feeling very well – he has a heart of gold. The next day,
when I was feeling better I suggested we go to the Glad Cafe. We often
go to Moyra Janes for lunch – the absolute best mince and tatties are
served there – but we must always go out for coffee, too.
Both times I've been, the cafe had just been opening up and, although quiet, it didn't feel empty, more peaceful and relaxed.
First visit: I ordered the brioche french toast with bacon and maple
syrup and a black coffee, my mum picked the brioche french toast with
fruit compote and my dad had a 'morning roll' (Scottish speciality – you
must try one) with haggis and flat sausage.
Second visit: Cinnamon toast for both Grandpa and me, and two pots of tea – black for Gramps, green for me. We decided the toast needed more cinnamon – we both like it pretty laden with butter and sugary dust, and when my Grandpa gave this feedback to our waiter, he graciously received it – Scots are the nicest people.
The aesthetic of the Glad Cafe reflects its name – it makes me feel glad, like I've come to a friend's house. I'd like to go again later on in the day, even the evening, when there's a band playing – as this place is a music venue, too. I imagine groups of friends go here and play board games til closing time – it's certainly one for the hipsters, but everyone is welcome, as its website so warmly insists.
Find out more about the Glad Cafe here – and if you're in the Shawlands area in Glasgow, make sure you pop in for your morning coffee, it's worth taking half an hour just to absorb this community-driven venue.
This is such a lovely post, N - what a wonderful relationship to have with your grandfather. Glad you felt better enough to go cafe-sitting - I always find them quite inspiring too. Happy to see you back blogging too :) x
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