...coffee that is. never have i been a coffee drinker before, but alas, i had my first cup 2 weeks ago, and haven't turned back.
we've been going to vic's on most sat. mornings for almost three years, and each time i order a raspberry italian soda and a scone. chad has his coffee and scone. now we have included william in our ritual. he rides in the sling or baby carrier and we all walk downtown. two weeks ago, chad was dumbfounded when i ordered a coffee...a latte to be exact (espresso). i just craved it. kind of like the way i craved fried egg sandwiches for dessert during my first trimester (crazy i know). ...i craved it, and it was delicious...now there's no turning back.
the biggest news...especially for those of you who have spent the night at our house, we even got a new coffee maker. for years chad has been surviving with our old coffee maker that has no pot (i broke it years ago). we've (rather he's) been using our pyrex measuring cup as a replacement. it's been a bit ghetto...the coffee brews into it, but doesn't stay warm, so then needs to be reheated in the microwave. i always feel like a silly host when we have people stay over and they want some coffee. i serve them out of our glass measuring cup.
then again, i've never made a pot of coffee in my life...other than that pot i tried to make at will and jess's house...chad walked in on me, pouring the water through the actual ground coffee beans...beans and water spilling over---weak coffee, full of grounds, cold.
no wonder i never liked coffee...