moments ….

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The moments of happiness . . .
We had the experience but missed the meaning
And approach to the meaning restores the experience
In a different form, beyond any meaning
We can assign to happiness . . . 
The past experience revived in the meaning
Is not the experience of one life only
But of many generations – not forgetting
Something that is probably quite ineffable 
Moonlight, turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin 
Moonlight, turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is
Then a new life will begin 
Moments of Happiness
from the musical “Cats”

Sunday morning, like almost every morning is “coffee on the terrace” time. Some more engaged than others. Coffee on the table, maybe feet on the table, and of course, cat on the table.

Naturally, “The madonna” has an attitude similar to mine. Before the first coffee of course, we all want to be left alone and enjoy the “first cup” in solitude. And if somebody sticks a camera in our face we throw a little attitude around.

And as soon as the coast is clear, or so it seemed, we can go back to lounging again.

I thought i had to share these images, since our resident tiger has occupied the coffee table on our terrace this Sunday morning. Something she has not done in quite a while. She usually claims  the somewhat softer pillows on the sofa in a more discreet manner ……. But this time …. the coffee came out, the cat came on the table to claim her spot next to it …. with a healthy portion attitude ….

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Published by ChefThomas

… born in Upper Austria’s Wels, I have done most of my growing up in Vienna. Only by sheer accident did I fall into the trade of Pâtissier. After a short apprentice ship at a Viennese Bakery, I was accepted for apprentice ship, at "K.u.K. Hofzuckerbäcker Demel’s Söhne", one of the oldest patisseries in Vienna. Learning the trade from the very basics, as the Emperor two Centuries ago would have expected from a "Pâtissier to the Royal and Imperial Court" (That is what the older Pâtissier still calls himself). I soon took to travel the world. From patisseries in America, to hotels in the Far East, Africa and the Middle East, did I accumulate a wealth of experience, ranging from bakeries to first class restaurants in major hotels to banquets for Presidents, Sultans and Heads of States and other famous, infamous and not so famous people. But the true excitement for me is in the "Viennese Café". Not just as an occupation, but as an institution in it own right.

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