Portela Café – Graça

Nata, Writing

So, I’m feeling a little bit proud of myself now. I have just successfully ordered my first coffee and nata in Portuguese. Not a word of English passed my lips – even if lots of morsels of pastry did.

There’s not very much to say about the nata experience at this Portela Café. As far as I can tell Portela is a chain, and they definitely don’t make their pasteis. The nata was sweet and functional, the pastry wasn’t particularly crisp or particularly tasty.

It seems that their primary objective is to sell coffee; I can safely say that the coffee was good. Probably the best I’ve had here yet – at least a little more what I’m used to. Though this may have been down to the fact that when I was asked if I wanted cinnamon, or chocolate, or another flavouring that I didn’t know the name of, I successfully managed to answer: ‘nada’. Whether a grammatically correct answer to the question or not, I don’t know, but it communicated that I didn’t want any flavours.

My first coffee in Cascais was packed with cinnamon, and I was more than a bit taken a back. I quite like the taste of coffee without the addition of sugar and spices. Perhaps I should get into the habit of ordering bicas (Portugese equivalent of an espresso)?

Perhaps I should drink more coffee, maybe I’ll get everything done!