144: Casa Del Sol Hotel / Casa Piccola Cottage

It never ceases to amaze us here at Mugspotters HQ by the number of hits our humble blog receives and we’re even more thrilled when we are hit from a richly diverse range of communities, cultures and continents. In recent months we’ve been tracking activity in India and inevitably via the medium of electronic-mail we received some wonderful spottage direct from its call-centre capital, Bangalore.

We are extremely excited to share this VERY racy dual-aspect Marrow with you which I’m sure you’ll agree tikkas all the right boxes. It’s slender frame brings to life the brands of
A) Casa Del Sol Hotel
B) Casa Piccola Cottage (Call it Home! TM)
This Marrow is so well cooked you can almost smell the ghee.

Aspect ‘A’ has a distinctly Western feel to it and its light and airy feel puts you in mind of a plethora of similar “sunshine” outlets. However Aspect ‘B’ for ‘The Cottage’ is full of Eastern promise with its beguiling come-hither typographical flourishes.
Casa 1

Casa 2

We’re no strangers to Indian delicacies as we have previously featured Sanam’s Sweet House¬† but that was in Stockport. It’s a real privilege to be bringing you this genuine & authentic artefact from the East.
That said, we welcome and value any contributions to our blog whether you’re paneer or far.
We’re off now to poppadum the kettle on for a Chai Latte before all these take-away punnanigins get too much.

Cheque please.

‘Aving It Large (A Coffee That Is..)

139. Intertur Hotels

Sensing the recent sojourn to mid-Wales and the hectic all-action thrill-ride of producing such a pan-European hit blog had taken its toll on the Mugspotters HQ, our Board of Directors and Porcelain Admin Team very recently de-camped to the party island of Ibiza for a spell of warm-weather training. The primary objective of this was to re-charge our (metaphorical) batteries and reinvigorate ourselves, thus enabling us to face the hectic run-up to Christmas.
Fear not readers, it wasn’t all Martin Garrix, Pacha & weapons-grade hedonism. For the other 2 days we rested up.
Not being able to switch off from Mugspotting I feel it right to share this humble trinket with you all from where we were holed up, namely The Hotel Hawaii, part of the Intertur Group.

Inter 1 (1)

Each room featured a couple of these cups and they were used en-masse in the dining room to house what the Baliericans (??) had the cheek to call ‘Cafe con Leche’. Believe me it was one rung above the very worst instant known to humankind, Kenco Rapport. True, it’s not a mug but from the ancient Greek it’s known as the “Stirling.”¬† It’s not strictly trade either but having wrestled with the notion, I feel it warrants inclusion. On my U.K. travels I have come across these type of cups, pilfered from hotels just sitting there gathering dust on Charity Shop shelves and I’ve always turned a blind eye. Maybe our policy for inclusion of such vessels may need revisiting?
Lastly, abiding by the 8th of the 10 Commandments, we did not steal this but rather shot it in it’s beautiful natural habitat leaving it free to serve the bleary-eyed, Eee’d up party-goers of Ibiza.

Now, where did I put that glow-stick?…

Avin It, Avin It, Avin It

Avin It, Avin It, Avin It