The past week or two took me back to last summer when my lady and I took a train or two (three?)
to Portugal. We found this incredibly relaxed and dapper bar called Cafe Candelabro in Porto.
From our time spent here we came to know the ingredients of our perfect day. On this day I would wear black, drink coffee perhaps smoke and watch the world go by.
The bar sits on the corner of Rua da Conceição, inside there are glass cabinets filled with photos, collectable magazines and photographs from the silver screen and shelves filled with hardbacks.
The monochrome mosaic floor sets the mood nicely.
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