by axxxm
28/August/2025 in Kraków
Thursday morning at 9am
At the counter
Before my mouth opened;
"Cappuccino?"
She made the cappuccino and
brought it to my table
Then, she went back to the counter
grabbed a sugar bottle and
brought it to me
A small shock of joy
I don’t come to this cafe often
I only saw her two, three times
She should not know I always order a cappuccino at any cafe & always put sugar in it (to destroy the flavour)
"Why do you remember these things?"
She answered;
"You know, I have a good memory of people’s face"
A lukewarm answer
But her gesture was more than enough to brighten my morning