Since today seems to be wandering down memory lane, I thought I'd share another special memory.
I love coffee... but I like instant coffee. Don't shout me down.... the brewed coffee seems to be too strong and bitter. The instant is easier for me to drink. It may be because that's what my parents always drink.
Some of my earliest memories are of sitting in daddy's lap and smelling coffee. Getting a "coffee" kiss. That is a special comfort smell... coffee, with french vanilla creamer... takes me back "home" to being a little girl again!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
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Yuck, I can't stand coffee kisses or breath! I LOVE the smell of coffee and even like drinking it (with splenda and flavored creamer, of course)...but can't stand coffee kisses!
Sweet memory. It made me think of my grandfather at their kitchen table. With his grits and coffee. : )
Your blog is looking so good!! Are you doing this all yourself or who is helping you? I haven't taken the time to fix mine up. That's a goal.
Here's a confession: I like instant, too. I do not care for coffee that "bites" with an after taste. And for a while I drank it black and cannot for the life of my figure that out now! I love half and half or cream. Mmmmm.
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