The first time I was invited to this house, I was given a coffee cup with a shortbread cake right here, in this coffee cup. I remember I was shocked by its beauty and couldn't stop watching its design. I remember taking several photos of it that time just to show them to my mother (and she really liked them too).
Then I started to come more and more often. I discovered that that cup was part of a six pieces set. They all look like they're new, even though they already have many years there. This talks of how much they are taken care of.
Those cups began to mean something beautiful to me: the coffee cup before going to work. From Monday to Friday I received small gestures of love through this morning coffee cup. They were a sort of intermediary as I started to fall in love with their owner. What can I say? I fell in love with these cups too. I told from the very beginning how much I loved coffee, so it was a smart movement, wasn't it?
The moment we were going to use for the very first time our 2 cups new coffee maker, we decided to use them too. Also those times when we prepared bonbon coffee, capuchino and coffee with chocolate just to get out of the routine, they were there. It's amazing how much an object can give signification to special moments on our minds.
These cups are so beautiful!!! I adore the color of the flowers and how pretty the design looks. Also they are thick and tall, so you can serve yourself coffee just as much as you need. And even if the coffee's boiling you won't get burned. They don't give the fake idea of fragility, they look so strong instead. I won't talk about how good they look in the kitchen, but I do have to say that they seem like another element of the house decoration.
So guys, I really hope you like this little story about my favorite coffee cup for the #spillthebeans initiative. Let's read each other soon. Have a coffe-licious day!
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