I have found my new little coffee shop on the way to work. They brew it fresh when they see me coming, they put just the right amount of Splenda in for me, and they make a great, strong blend of Jamaica Me Crazy that doesn’t hurt my pocketbook. K.I.S.S. Coffee is appropriately named because I want to kiss the baristas. And the building. And my pocketbook.
K.I.S.S. Coffee
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sweet…i so need a place like that. Enjoy.
You’re way ahead of me. I haven’t even found the communal Folger’s post in my new building. But if I take the slow route to school, there’s the Jo to Go drive-thru. There are possibilities.
Don’t you love when you find just the right place that takes care of you! It’s like striking it rich!