The paper coffee cup is burning in my hand, the heat is comforting against the cold. The feel of the plastic lid cracking open and snapping back is exciting and the steam that escapes is rich with a café mocha smell. I know it is too hot to bring the liquid to my lips but… Continue reading If we were having coffee…
A rich coco scent is alive in the air and it adds to the festive feel while we put the decorations on the Christmas tree. I have a fun collection of various coffee ornaments that I enjoy placing on the tree. It is hard to believe that Christmas is around the corner. If we were… Continue reading December’s First Coffee
If we were having coffee I would tell you this month, particularly the last couple weeks, have been a blur. First, we signed the boys up for skating and karate and we are out at activities 5 nights a week. Second, I have been the boss at work for the last couple weeks while my… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share at the end of November
Fragrant spices, buttery notes of coffee and hints of nuts and vanilla. Yummy! This coffee cake is moist and topped with a crunch and a sticky caramel drizzle. I bake my coffee cake in a bunt pan for easy slicing. This little gluten-free gem is a family favourite. This morning it pairs nicely with my… Continue reading Smell the Coffee Cake
I am not sure if I ever shared my new mom coffee horror story with you so I think in light of this month’s theme of non-fiction and todays coffee date I will give a fast overview. This was pre-Keurig for me and actually the catalyst for my husband gifting me my first Keurig. My… Continue reading Non-fiction Coffee
My Christmas mug is empty. I am torn this morning between coffee or hot chocolate. I think that I will go with Mackintosh’s hot chocolate. Just the thought of the rich frothy sweet taste sounds good. The chocolate and caramel smell will be uplifting and festive too. What can I get you: After Eight, Rolo,… Continue reading If we were having coffee
The smell of coffee is alive in the air. I used to have a dream of owning my own coffee shop. I wanted it to be a cute little shop with big comfy chairs, homemade baked goods, and a country theme. I wanted it to have a family/close friend atmosphere and I wanted to sell… Continue reading Coffee and Dreams
The cauldron is heating up over an open fire and the red orange flames are licking the cast iron sides. The glacier water, no longer glacier, starts to bubble making a nice rolling and bubbling sound. Into the cauldron an aged hand pours a small bowl of brown beans previously ground by a mortar and… Continue reading Coffee boil and bubble
“Don’t’ buy that cup, its haunted!” My friend warned. With an eye roll I stroll to the counter with the cup. Two days later I sit down and try to settle myself in my favourite chair. I cuddle the warm blanket over my legs and a heavy sigh and eye roll follows because I am… Continue reading Haunted Coffee
Last weekend’s baking outcome: It was served to me in a tiny cup with a saucer. It was painful when I was told not to drink it all because I usually drink way more than a sip. The experience watching this cup of coffee being prepared and made up for the small size of the… Continue reading What’s in the Coffee Grinds?
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 