The very sweet Melissa is sending me some Kona coffee. From Hawaii. It never ceases to amaze me how NICE PEOPLE ARE. She won’t let me send her anything, either, but I do have this wonderful 11 year old son who is housebroken and everything… but he can’t make a decent cuppa just yet. Today’s coffee was a bit strong but I think it’s because I used too much of the Kenya coffee from Peets because I can’t remember if this cuppa was made from the fresh bag I just got or the older bag I meant to throw away two months ago.