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Coffee




Coffee–a drink I will drink alone, in the company of others, while working, while reading, at home or away. It always tastes good, always perks me up, and leaves me with a feeling of satisfaction. It has a taste that goes along with all kinds of pastries—–even ice cream.


Coffee comes in so many forms, it is hard to keep up with all the names. Some types I like are cappuccino, mocha, espresso (make it a double) and I have even delighted in the cold—but hot —–affogato (espresso with a scoop of vanilla ice cream).


I love the smell, crave the taste and take it strong and black and drink it with my breakfast. I typically pour it into a Starbucks mug that I have had for ages. Starbucks mugs and tumblers are exceptionally sturdy, at least they have been for me.


And what about the great people we've shared a cuppa with? Maybe a cold evening at home or theirs. Maybe at a coffee shop after a movie or a play. I also recall things associated with coffee. The music at the café, the barista's banter, where I like to sit and the great and not so great books I've read there.


For the past few years, I have enjoyed my Dolce Gusto machine. It operates by means of capsules with different kinds of coffee according to the coffee drinker's taste. I have tried many kinds, but my favorite is the Starbucks blond espresso. The end product is often better than any café I might casually visit. I have also tried Nespresso, Dolce Gusto's pricier cousin. Really gourmet stuff, but I was dissuaded by having to go to the Nespresso store in the mall instead of crossing the street to the supermarket and buying it there. The shots of espresso are also quite small.


You'll have to excuse me now, I'm going to make some coffee.

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