Kopi Kampung
Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Actually, I had a homemade vanilla latte from home today. I’d been neglecting Francesca and she was good to me. She frothed just right.
Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Kopi Kampung Actually, I had a homemade vanilla latte from home today. I’d been neglecting Francesca and she was good to me. She frothed just right.
It’s Almost As Strong As Starbucks I’m not big on looking at Google searches for how people found me, but today I actually had the time to do it. While I have no idea why the “crawling skin” person would be interested in me, I am most pleased that “shoplift the pootie what does it [...]
No coffee today. I’m ok. Really I am. I just didn’t have any coffee. In lieu of a post, I offer a quote from Oliver Wendall Holmes that my mother sent me in the mail: The morning cup of coffee has an exhilaration about it which the cheering influence of the afternoon or evening cup [...]
My coffee of choice today was sex. To sweeten it, I added a dash of sex. It was very nummy. But seriously, I have a question for those of you who read the Cuppa the Day: is it hard to see it over here? I’m thinking of putting it back at the top of my [...]
Sometimes, a cuppa can be a work of art. The Moroccan coffee, which is this beautiful reddish-brown color, is normally so special that I don’t have to add anything. A dash of vanilla creamer was a treat this morning as I watched it swirl into this pretty design. Ron, who sent it to me, is [...]
Special… having my own bathroom. Not so special… having people need me only when I’m in the shower and try to talk through the door that’s 5 feet away when there’s water rushing through my ears. Special… having friends ride the bike trails with me now that they know I ride with some frequency. Not [...]
I’m grateful that I got up early and made coffee. I should have gone to the ATM for cash, gassed up my vehicle, and then come back home and crawled under the covers. It was that kind of day. Peet’s Sierra Dorada started me off well. It just didn’t tell me that my good day [...]
There are a myriad of things I wish people would have just told me so as to minimize the pain of dealing with crap later on. For instance, couldn’t my mother have told me that I would have this coarse, black hair that would grow out of my face where no black hair should be? [...]
Lately, I’ve been experimenting with combining two different blends and it seems that anything Boca Java works with anything else. I’ve determined that the Moroccan coffee is best undisturbed and should be in its pure form. This morning it’s 2 Peet’s coffees: “Major Dickinson” and “Sierra Dorada” since it’s not as strong as the others. [...]
It’s official. Not only does McDonald’s offer their new premium blend (which they need to define as “tastes like ass”), but Dave over at Blogography agrees: Ass Coffee should be seen as such. Thanks, Dave! I’m pretty sure they’re going to contact me soon to be a spokesperson for their coffee and then I’ll be [...]
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