crafted glasses and a cup of coffee

I was literally in the middle of the evening twilight, around May 20, when I walked down the main street in Corning, New York state. The breeze in May was nicely dry, but sometimes a little bit cold, so I covered my upper part with my black northface windbreaker. Entering the street, I caught of the sight of some people taking the temporary tent-shops away, and clearing the tables on the street. Obviously, the street had seemed to be busy at some points on the day, because of the town festival, offering nicely crafted glasses as a specialty in here.

Walking along the street in the afterglow of the glass-fest in the town, I missed an opportunity to enjoy crafted glasses, but saw some Asian people still making fried noodles on the street, which smelled quite good. There were some shops showing beautiful colorful  glasses on the showcases, and I also found some pizza restaurants, where some locals biting a large piece of cheese pizza.

I hardly found a café walking for a while, but finally found a small shop which seemed to be a shop selling souvenir glasses, but its signboard showed a cup of coffee. When I tried to look inside the shop, the old man suddenly standing beside me said “hello” gently. He asked me if I was interested in the glasses or a cup of coffee in the shop, and I said I could hopefully have the latter. He smiled and said sorry to me that he had already closed his shop today because of the fest, but I can come here from 7:00 next morning for a great cup of coffee I’ve ever had.

I walked to the same shop tomorrow morning, and sipped nicely smelled hot coffee, seeing the crafted glasses shining with the morning light.

Here was Corning, New York