--- so it's a good thing we live next to a coffeeshop.
The reason I really wanted coffee is because my colleague was making some this morning and it smelled so damn good, but I didn't know her well enough to shamelessly ask for a cup, so I went away with an unsated craving. And even though we went grocery shopping this afternoon, Terz wanted to hurry home so he could fix some of the groceries into his lunch, so we completely neglected to buy ground coffee.
I sort of wanted "Western" coffee, i.e. a brew with a little more fragrance and a little viscosity than our local variety, like what they serve at Cedele Bakery Depot. I wanted it badly enough that I pondered out loud, "Do you think [our neighbour] Cowboy has any coffee and a coffeemaker?" But seriously, seeing as the chances of that were slim to none, we headed downstairs instead, where the kopi-O gao (extra-thick black coffee for just 60 cents a cup) did the trick.
Over our coffee, we sorted through the mail, which I suspect is not what you usually see people doing at a neighbourhood coffeeshop. The mailman brought us a whopper of a delivery today: bills, statements and miscellaneous advertising updates galore, as well the latest edition of the National Geographic --- er, Terz has the story on that.
My coffee thirst is slaked for today, but I suspect I'll be hunting down some Cedele coffee in the near future...
4 Comments:
Most of the time, what a boy wants is to be called a man.
Hahahahahaha
You ah! *SMACK*
i bought a smoothie machine for the express purpose of making fraps at home. mmm, coffee!
I'm guessing that a mere blender doesn't do the trick?
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