The Didu Cafe in 913 and the late-night Goose Meat Shop after the rainstorm

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A lot of the twists of fate, looking back in the future, seem like a coincidence.

Read an old BBC story from 2013. The title of the article read: Hitler, Trotsky, Tito, Freud and Stalin were all here in 1913.

Vienna a century ago, the capital of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, referred to as the Imperial Capital. The empire then comprised fifteen states with a total population of more than fifty million, and was the capital of all the young dreamers of Europe, where Hitler, Trotsky, Tito, Freud and Stalin had been at the same time.

Trotsky, then editor of Pravda, records that he met Stalin in Vienna that year with a false passport.

Unlike these two men who fled their native Russia, Freud, a psychoanalyst who was already famous in the imperial capital, Tito, the young leader of the former Yugoslavia, worked at the Daimler factory in Vienna's new town, south of Vienna, seeking employment, money and good times. Hitler, a twenty-four-year-old youth from northwestern Austria, failed twice to apply for the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts and lived in cheap hotels near the Danube in pursuit of his artistic dreams.

A year after his successful accession to the throne, Archduke Ferdinand was assassinated, triggering World War I.

Vienna is no longer the capital after a great war.

There is no historical record of whether these later famous figures met in Vienna, but after a great war they set out to change (destroy) world history forever.

More than 100 years later, Freud's favorite Landtmann Cafe still stands in Vienna's inner Urban area, and the Central Cafe frequented by Trotsky and Hitler is only a few minutes 'walk away.

After two major wars, how do cafes continue their history of witnessing history?

When I can go to the former imperial capital, I must go and have a look.

Landtmann Cafe

http://www.landtmann.at

Central Perk

Just like Miss J went to Tokyo Wave, the Blue Bottle Coffee Shop where Japanese and Korean tourists took long queues was one of her big goals. Of course, there were too many beautiful and great small coffee shops in Tokyo, but Blue Bottle was probably an icon. Even if you buy more coffee beans at home, you will even marvel at the incredible price of coffee beans in blue bottles (including %arabica, most coffee shops in Japan). The beans in the blue bottle taste balanced and mild, and it is also difficult to match the uneven Taobao self-baked coffee beans.

I told you to buy more and come back to Taobao to sell ah, you see Taobao purchasing prices, premium from 50% to 150% have. Miss J rolled her eyes and said that purchasing agents was too physical and not easy. It was better to keep the money for them to earn.

In the photo taken by Miss J, the blue bottle of Nanqingshan Store is covered by dense trees, and only a low-key blue bottle sign is placed at the door. In autumn, the dense green leaves will all turn red, and the scene will be even more beautiful.

Starbucks has been around for more than 40 years now. I wonder if these successful and victorious coffee shops of the 20th century can also witness a century of people and things? What stories are written in their silent memories?

Blue Bottle Coffee Shop, South Castle Peak, shot by Miss J

Blue bottle coffee bean purchasing (or search Taobao shop "Senye warehouse"): item.taobao.com/item.htm? spm=a230r.1.14.23.vlA4rm&id=547034753439&ns=1&abbucket=10#detail

Beautiful %arabica coffee Kyoto Blue Mountain shop

%arabica coffee bean purchasing (or search Taobao shop "Senye warehouse"): item.taobao.com/item.htm? spm=a1z0d.7625083.1998302281.9.qnqOlR&id=547337582966&scm=1007.12897.55271.101200300000000&pvid=5a28d2a6-d49f-4f55-9e0d-2b305f5b1485

Recently fell in love with a Guangzhou Tianhe City Center Chaoshan food shop.

When I first met it, it was just a temporary stall in the alley of Liuyun Fifth Street. It was a movable dining car with a signboard reading "Jieyang Goose Kway Teow" hanging on it. A few simple folding tables and chairs were placed on the roadside to sell white-cut goose kway teow. The white-cut goose was poured with a little fried garlic oil and dipped in seasoned soy sauce. It had a wonderful taste of sweet and fragrant. The stall always opened after dark and operated until midnight.

The alley is densely packed with Japanese izakaya, restaurants, convenience stores and small bars with hidden entrances. It is an area where Japanese food is concentrated in the city. A simple Chaoshan snack stand inevitably looks particularly fresh.

Jieyang is a big city in Chaoshan area, adjacent to the county town where I lived in childhood. In my childhood taste memory, there is this indelible local flavor.

So, passing the stall one evening on our way to the grocery store, we changed our minds and decided to sit down.

The taste is surprisingly fresh and authentic. On that night, it was delicious, warm and calm compared to Japanese food shops with the appearance of Japanese mixed actresses and cold snobbish personality.

Chaoshan people, like Fujian people, have an innate business mind. After so many years, one day, the goose powder from the roadside stall was sold to a big store in the alley, which was upgraded to a restaurant specializing in Chaoshan food.

It is clean and simple fast food restaurant style. There are many kinds of food, from white cut goose, duck and goose to all kinds of fried casserole porridge, from white cut soup bottom fried kway teow to pork leg ring with shredded taro, etc. There are dozens of kinds of meals added up, all of which are classic Chaoshan style and authentic taste. Many meals are not found in other Chaoshan restaurants. The first time I walked into the upgraded restaurant, I asked the receptionist, are you the one who originally set up the stall next door? My sister said yes. It is open from 9 a.m. to 3 a.m., and it is late at night when takeout delivery workers come in and out.

The first comment on the public comment was that it was a takeaway restaurant that could be eaten sincerely. Looking at the photos, it was a comment from when the restaurant was still a simple shop.

During those few days when she worked overtime to catch up on her manuscript, she relied on this late-night restaurant to survive. PS. I prefer lean white-cut duck to white-cut goose.

Late at night after the rainstorm, the city was flooded everywhere, takeout arrived, and the lunch box was still warm.

Written by: Azhu

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