Sunny skies got me walking in all the places I usually avoid – which include Aberdeen beach on weekends. I guess I should really count my blessings; I always wanted to live by the beach after all! But if you’re familiar with Aberdeen, you know that means freezing cold water and the risk of seagulls (scurries) stealing your chips, or anything else you thought you’d peacefully munch on while watching the waves.

I had made my first attempt at visiting Kava Street Coffee on Mothering Sunday – a big mistake as the Promenade was heaving and despite a considerable selection of food trailers to choose from, the longest queue was at my destination. I aborted that mission, vowing to return on a weekday.

That did not happen, however, and the next opportunity came on a Saturday; I decided to bite the bullet and do a thing us Poles are not very good at – wait in the queue. 

And wait I did, as every single order took a good couple of minutes to process by the mysterious barista (and as I guessed, the owner, from having done some research beforehand) inside the fanciful overhauled horse box. 

While queuing in the sun was not so bad, the thinking time was periculous for my decision making here: would I actually go for a simple mocha, when everyone else was partaking in the creative concoctions which included hand-placed caramel popcorn or a marshmallow topping burnt pre-serving? Add to that the fact that I could smell a displeasing aroma of over-roasted coffee; I couldn’t place where it came from and I feared it was the horse box I was sacrificing my precious weekend for…

When it was finally my turn, I started by sharing my condolences with the barista – who I indeed recognised as the owner Ivan – for not being able to take a break; but it was good to note he had a helper with him in the trailer. I can’t tell whether my simple mocha took less time to make than the preceding drinks, as it was made with as much care and attention as the others (which I had been observing closely with little else to do).

Once received, I took the obligatory snap with a special background and took the first sip even before the lid was back on.

It was certainly worth the wait.

First thing that struck me was the flavour – punch of coffee and chocolate with a bit of something-something – maybe toffee or caramel? I assume this may be due to the other flavourings used in the confined space (but do not worry, I noted hygiene was first class) – or it may be the type of coffee used. In any case, I did not mind it at all.

Second was the texture – beautifully blended and smooth, and it remained like that all the way to the bottom. To be honest, I did not want it to end – and can safely say, this is probably the best take-away coffee I remember having! 

To learn more about Kava Street Coffee, visit their website.