Coffee and valuing the handmade.

The perfect cup of coffee

The perfect cup of coffee

 

I recently read a blog postabout an Instagram photo where a contrast was drawn between a handmade item, artistically arranged next to a Starbucks coffee cup. The tone of the article was that if you valued the handmade, you would (and arguably, should) extend this to supporting your local coffee shops and spurn the multinationals.

This really got me thinking and reflecting on how I value the handmade in my every day life. Obviously I am a knitter and designer - crafting and the slow fashion movement is very close to my heart. I also really appreciate a great cup of coffee and a chat with my local coffee shop owner (along with a scone the size of a baby's head - but I digress).

There are times though when I grab that ancient M&S cardigan as I'm heading out of the door, rather than picking out a handmade sweater or finding that perfect shawl to wear. In a similar vein I will happily swing by Starbucks on my way to (yet another) offspring's sports practice for a much needed shot of coffee. Essential for demonstrating the required level enthusiastic support which is demanded by said offspring.

Like my Grandma used to say: "It's like anything else - you need balance" - and I firmly believe there is a time and place for both.

Never knowingly undercaffeinated: #coffeeandknitting

Never knowingly undercaffeinated: #coffeeandknitting

 

In an ideal world I would have an entirely handcrafted wardrobe. I'd also love to bake my own bread. I do, sometimes, but not with a frequency that would stave off starvation in a busy family of 4. I also love to support my local coffee shops and wherever possible I will choose the local independent coffee shop over the ubiquitous Starbucks. Not least because I know the baker of the afforementioned scones and I know which coffee shop he supplies.

There are times though, at 7:45am on my way to catch a morning train that I will pick convenience over the handmade anytime. And, if you see a woman with uncombed hair in a slightly fraying M&S cardi, asking the barister for a tall black filter coffee (it's quicker than waiting for a handcrafted flat white) - do say hi.