Sunday, September 14, 2008

Rocket Propelled Shoes

... would be amazing but they are hard to come by so God was kind enough to gift us with espresso.

I have been liking Illy's. It's pretty darned good.

I drink my coffee black as night and bitter as hell. I love coffee more then I love most things in life. I love it more then I love happiness and certainly more then I love sunshine.

Mmm... like mother's milk.

At home, for guests, I make espresso in my old-timey espresso maker and serve it with milk scalded in a sauce pan. Sooo goooood (said in hearty Italian accent with hands making wildly and ridiculously exaggerated gestures in true Italian fashion).

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