People talk about the first kiss and its sweet sensation. But what about that first coffee?
That first coffee you shared with someone in a small local café, between laughter and flushed cheeks.
That first coffee that warmed your hands on a freezing morning in a city that, even before you knew its streets, had already named you one of its own.
That first espresso you didn’t frown at, and that rewarded you with a cocoa note you gladly stored in your sensory memory.
The first kiss, the first coffee—how generous, how kind.
Photography by Cristóbal Coello Robles // Developed and scanned by Bengala
