Cafe_Kathmandu_Chikusa Café

That I would like it to be my first introduction of favorite café is because its atmosphere, its meals and its coffee all are still vivid in my brain.

In the end of 2017, we two 28-year-old girls flew from Taipei, Taiwan to Kathmandu Nepal, but stayed one night in Yunnan, China for connection. So, on Dec 24th 2017 we celebrated our Christmas Eve in Kathmandu and then on Jan 1st 2018 we were in Pokhara Lake Area to see sunrise. Actually, cafe in Nepal are very cheap and are around every corner, compared to those in Taiwan, if you don’t mind the environment and the service.

Every Pokhara morning the first mission for us was to hunt for Masala Milk Tea.

After coming back from Pokhara, we stayed in the same hotel in Kathmandu. Chikusa was just next door to our accommodation; however, we were such shamed to find it in our last day. Before the visit, my friend told me that “ Soon we are gonna leave. Hurry up to find some special for enjoying!” In order to experience Nepalese culture as much as possible, every night I was imperative to dig out good restaurants for breakfast, lunch, dinner and even supper. As a result, Chikusa was arranged for the last day breakfast, because I owned a few choices for breakfast and I put less expectation on this Japanese name cafe.

The storefront of Chikusa. What I thought for the first sight was “really narrow.”

That morning we woke up very last and I was prepared for my afternoon flight (my friend’s flight was next day); therefore, many tables were occupied when we arrived. I ordered waffle(I forgot the name on menu..) with Masala milk tea and my friend chose French Toast with Honey and Black Coffee.

Not only local people but also Northeast Asia people were here.

Very simple and even a bit old menu but each dish is worthy to try.

The waffle was sooooo crispy.

Before the meal was serving, I went deep inside to find restroom and then one spacious area appeared in front of me. I was attracted by its roof which sent the breeze in and powered the room with sunshine without artificial lights. People could have their own comfortable seats for reading, for working or for simply having breakfast. However, the drawback of this area was that it allowed people smoking so I did not decide to move in for next minutes.

If I have chance to travel Kathmandu again, I will definitely come back here again to spend my whole day for reading.

Then, I went back to the front area and saw the clerk brewing coffee. Here comes the special points which trigger me to write the introduction of this cafe: the filter of the container was so enormous, the powder amount was quiet abundant, and even the hot water pot was the one we used for boiling water instead of normal coffee kettle. All made me laughing as soon as I saw those utensils.

When I took pictures around, the clerk seemed not to be bothered because he kept busy with his business. Did you see the coffee filter? It was fabrics instead of paper.

After gigantic stream dripping, the coffee started blooming and then aroma came out. At the moment I thought I will never see this size of brewing again; indeed, so far I did not come across the same.

The shelf behind the counter; in the third layer, the mouth of kettles looked like horns.

One day when I reviewed those pictures, soon I made a phone call to my friend who had accompanied me to coffee making courses. I messaged him those pictures, and asked him if the flavor will become more bitter or acid because too much powder cannot be taken good care. He replied me “probably people there are satisfied and got used to this “sweet.” haha, it did make sense.