Zanzibar had me at the coffee
On Saturday, ER and I woke up at 5 am to catch the 7 am ferry to Zanzibar. After checking into our hotel, I dragged ER to the first coffee house that I could find. Nescafe is only edible when one is truly desperate and I have been without decent coffee for weeks now.
I took a sip of the coffee and fell instantly in love with Zanzibar. Zanzibarian coffee is spiced with cardamom, ginger, cinnamon, and chilli pepper. It is served in cafes nestled amongst Stone Town’s maze-like alleyways and by vendors who set up at street corners at dusk and pour their brew into little glass cups.
I like the spiced coffee best with a little steamed milk in a cafe that overlooks the Indian Ocean.