May 1st, 2012

Tore open a new bag of Just Coffee this morning. Decided to branch out from the WTF roast, and when I placed my internet order for coffee a couple weeks ago I happened to be reading about Che Guevara, so this Revolution Roast seemed to make sense, in a cosmic kind of way. It promises to be “complex, spicy and chocolatey.” I’m no coffee connoisseur, but it’s certainly better than most coffees. I think I still prefer the WTF, but I’ll give this a few more days. (In fact, I’ll give it until the rest of the bag.)

Also: Everything bagel with whipped chive cream cheese.

April 26th, 2012

Popped into Starbucks to catch some free wifi, make some calls and eat a hunk of very berry coffee cake. A strangely productive hour and a half.

April 11th, 2012

Everything bagel with whipped chive cream cheese and a cup of WTF-blend coffee from Just Coffee.

April 9th, 2012

Monday morning everything bagel with whipped chive cream cheese. And coffee.

April 6th, 2012

I was working away in my home office so the Missus could take the car and take the dog to get a shave-down. (No, that’s not a euphemism, you sick-o.) She returned with a breakfast surprise: A chocolate-filled croissant and a cup of coffee from Rewster’s Cafe. I have to say, it wasn’t that good. Kind of tough and heavy. Not very croissant-like. But it had chocolate in it, so that’s a plus. Coffee seemed a little watery?

What am I complaining about? It’s the thought that counts, and it totally brightened my morning.

April 5th, 2012

I was about a half-hour early to an afternoon assignment for a story, so I ducked into a nearby Starbucks, where I bought a cuppa coffee and a cinnamon chip scone. I took a small table in the corner, pulled out my iPhone, and checked what was happening in Round 1 of the Masters golf tournament. (No, I’m not a golfer. I just like watching the Masters. Cut me some slack.) Anyway, someone recognized me and struck up a work-related conversation about a story I’d just written. I hope she didn’t think I was skipping work to watch Rory McIlroy. That’d just be embarrassing. 

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