tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post5424389580526298213..comments2023-09-10T06:13:15.389-04:00Comments on Nine Naughty Novelists: Nectar of the Godskellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13865842550376328393noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-41669031488938985912012-08-15T18:02:11.157-04:002012-08-15T18:02:11.157-04:00It's weird but I don't drink coffee at hom...It's weird but I don't drink coffee at home - don't even have a coffee maker. I'll do Starbucks a couple times a month, and I have the odd cup at work. I do love good coffee after dinner when I eat out.<br /><br />My mom and my sister are both utterly useless and, in the case of my sister, downright scary before they've had their coffee in the morning. Last road trip we took together, sister didn't get her coffee until she'd been up for almost two hours. I came thisclose to putting the bitch down, and her husband would've understood.Kinsey Holleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07131588359263181570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-90806959806254730412012-08-15T17:05:02.554-04:002012-08-15T17:05:02.554-04:00Black coffee. I'm a grown up. AND CHECK THIS O...Black coffee. I'm a grown up. AND CHECK THIS OUT PG:<br />http://www.cbsnews.com/8301-504763_162-57447490-10391704/three-cups-of-coffee-per-day-might-prevent-alzheimers-in-older-adults/kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13865842550376328393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-42836709328161238002012-08-15T15:02:34.058-04:002012-08-15T15:02:34.058-04:00Growing up my parents drank straight black coffee ...Growing up my parents drank straight black coffee and while I love the smell, I didn't get into the taste. Until college-- and this small town girl found a real coffee house. There I learned something that changed my life: coffee + cream + caramel syrup + whipped cream = bliss.<br /><br />I rarely go for black now either, but I drink all other brews, mixtures and types of coffee now. And I drink enough to keep the coffee growers in business even if there are still some (*cough* strange *cough*) people who don't appreciate it! *g*<br /><br />Erin Nicholashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09216604251011058060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-28176602865976437412012-08-15T12:07:37.895-04:002012-08-15T12:07:37.895-04:00Kim, apparently everyone worth listening to has a ...Kim, apparently everyone worth listening to has a coffee song. I had no idea until i started looking. :) <br /><br />Meg, that story reminds me of my Italian grandfather attempting to make his morning espresso while we were on vacation in rural Vermont. There was a problem--don't remember what now, exactly--that resulted in a good deal of burnt rubber. For a long time, I thought that was how espresso was supposed to smell. :)<br /><br />Milinda--it's a great poem, isn't it? It's stayed with me for years and years. :) And, yes. More for us. ;)PG Fortehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00819909187492632526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-19878394257151423442012-08-15T08:52:48.637-04:002012-08-15T08:52:48.637-04:00Frank Sinatra has a coffee song?!
I could not sur...Frank Sinatra has a coffee song?! <br />I could not survive without coffee - be a contestant on "Survivor" - no way, no coffee, just no way...Kim Dalfereshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12932254095664801147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-5242468942103754862012-08-15T08:30:00.306-04:002012-08-15T08:30:00.306-04:00Sadly, my mom, the world's worst cook, also ma...Sadly, my mom, the world's worst cook, also made horrible coffee. It wasn't until I tried some in a restaurant that I realized it wasn't supposed to taste burnt. Thus began a quest to find the most awesome cup ever. I'm still on it.Meg Benjaminhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01081153466394828760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-85490481266586427132012-08-15T02:34:39.183-04:002012-08-15T02:34:39.183-04:00As you say, more coffee for us coffee lovers.
I ...As you say, more coffee for us coffee lovers. <br /><br />I remember that poem. I remember the French teacher at the JC presenting it to us early one Friday morning. Thank you for that memory. Milindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840726091990056287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-91879544226583343552012-08-15T00:43:00.059-04:002012-08-15T00:43:00.059-04:00Yeah, I don't like coffee. My memories are a l...Yeah, I don't like coffee. My memories are a little different. My mom would drink more than a pot a day, black. Her teeth always seemed stained to me and she had horrible coffee breathe. So I grew up saying I will never drink that stuff, and pretty much kept that vow. I have had people tell me I just have to "try this coffee, you'll love it". Nope. Then there is the hubby. He used to make coffee every morning before work. It had to be done in a percolator. Two TABLE spoons of sugar, and a ton of sweetened condensed milk. I am not sure that qualifies as coffee anymore. It was more like coffee flavored sugar. But...I love going to the grocery store and walking down the coffee aisle. I grab a couple of hazelnut coffee beans just to smell. Mmmm...Kim Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03050702463478800707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-87941821414527867612012-08-15T00:27:06.411-04:002012-08-15T00:27:06.411-04:00lol! Indeed. ;)lol! Indeed. ;)PG Fortehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00819909187492632526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334971464359338872.post-33123126808190476182012-08-15T00:06:50.586-04:002012-08-15T00:06:50.586-04:00Hmm. How shall I put this?
I LOVE COFFEE!
'...Hmm. How shall I put this?<br /><br />I LOVE COFFEE!<br /><br />'Nuff sed. :)A. Catherine Noonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01375569313449912140noreply@blogger.com