Pssst…. pssssssssssst… a little bit closer… Ok. I’ll confess something: I went to the London Coffee Festival and I’m not a full coffee convert. I prefer tea and the smell of black coffee upsets me.
Now, before you hate me, call me traitor and burn me as a witch, I have tried. I live in London, a place coffee is necessary if you don’t want to be shouted down or run over before 10am. I lived in Melbourne, the place where not indulging in the cafe culture is the equivalent of wearing sweatpants on a Monday in Mean Girls world.
I mainly want to like coffee for the cliched reason so I can sit in rustic or typically “hipster” cafes, sip on and enjoy coffee created like art (luckily this is the type of coffee I tend to like) and read a book or blog with my laptop. But London Coffee Festival in the Old Truman Brewery in Shoreditch with Nuffnang UK showed me how much more there is to coffee than this. It’s about ethically, decently made coffee from all over the world and bringing together cultures from these countries where it’s made, like the music.
The atmosphere in the festival was playful, fun, and to be honest it was really quite sweaty (confined, crowded spaces are not friends to sweat glands). I think the best way to show this is through the pictures – also because me and Beverley (Pack Your Passport) were going photo crazy… so it’s probably best they get some sort of platform!