This happy cup of coffee looked at me this morning, sitting warm and inviting right by the computer as I wrote an email to my Jr. High Literature class. It always reminds me of my wonderful friend Sheila, who gave it to me. We used to stick together for our coffee drinking amidst all of those tea-drinkers in Nebraska! We're hoping to visit our old turf this weekend so here's looking to a coffee together, Sheila!Update: Liz, under the first comment, reminds me of the superiority of Ethiopian coffee. Aah... Read about the best coffee I have ever tasted, and the Ethiopian Coffee Ceremony here and here.
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Hey, I resent that! :o) I love my coffee, Ana!! You should go to Ethiopia and have a cup! I even love photos of coffee. Have a great day! God bless, Liz p.s. I would drink more if it weren't for the insomnia that I get with it!
Hi Liz! Sorry, there were indeed a few more who joined in our coffee-lovers club. Even Anne M. could be seen enjoying a coffee at times... but with all her serious tea drinking equipment at home, I don't think she'd be taken seriously, eh? LOL!
Tell me about Ethiopian coffee! We were invited to a dinner at an Ethiopian fmaily home here, and it was delicious-- and yet, we had no idea what awaited us at the end of the dinner! A traditional Ethiopian Coffee-ceremony! Really, I had thought I had died and gone to heaven. Brazilian coffee is nothing compared to Ethiopian!
That is a beautiful photo! It captures the early morning light perfectly, and the steam rising above the cup evokes the delight of that first sip. I'm with you, Ana: coffee all the way! :-)
First off, Ana, I cannot for the life of me remember my password...so that's why the anonymous.
Secondly: yes, yes, that's the coffee ceremony they had for us. Except they put sugar in it. Ick. I like cream, but no sugar.
I would classify Phil as a serious coffee lover, but I think Anne would rather have tea. Am I wrong?
You may be right though. She may qualify since she does like it. And you introduced us to iced-coffee.
I brought home 10 (1 #) bags of coffee home from Ethiopia (eleven bucks for all of that...talk about a bargain!! Just try to get that at The Mill!) It smelled so good and strong...until I came back home. I was seasick. This was from many days of Ethiopian-style driving and the flight home. (This was not a food issue, if you know what I mean.) I was just nauseated and dizzy. Anyway, the smell of the coffee was awful. I gave one bag to Phil and the others to my mom and sister. I wanted it out of my house!!! I finally figured out that it was strong smelling b/c it was so FRESH. I called my mom back and asked for some back! It took several weeks, but now I'm craving it again. God bless, Lizbu
Liz, oh Liz! I would have taken all of the coffee out of your hands! Eleven bucks! Wow.
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When I had Ethiopian coffee I had the option to have it without the sugar, but she did say traditionally the sugar would be in it.
About Anne and Phil, yeah. But then again, they are so fun an generous they'd be welcome in any club at least in my book!
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