This morning I was sitting in my sunny kitchen savouring the most delicious cup of coffee and I looked at it and declared to the world (my kitchen) I love coffee.
I absolutely and completely LOVE coffee. I know its not a healthy thing to do but its my only 'vice' (well the one I will admit to here).
I have a filter coffee machine. Everyday I relish the whole process of filling the machine with water and spoon in the coffee and as it starts to filter - ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the smell. The aroma of the brewing coffee is the best, most welcoming and it is a quick air freshener.
I know my limit - too many cups and the joy has gone.
I am not into cappucino or latte but it has to be pure black strong delicious coffee. I prefer ground coffee. When I open the bag of coffee, my heart flips with pure love. If I am in a bad mood, I look forward to a proper cup of coffee. Its one of the small pleasures in my life.
Even the word 'coffee' is magical - it rolls off your tongue. I also love beautiful coffee cups - not an ugly thick mug. I don't mind mugs of coffee but it has to be a pretty mug. Earlier this year I was given a present of a Cath Kitson cup and saucer and I particularly enjoy sipping the beautiful beverage from that cup. It not only smells gorgeous, it looks ever better.
The day is not complete until I have had at least one delicious cup of delicious, scrummy yummy coffee.
Gotta go - have to sniff a bag of coffee..........
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