Coffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffeecoffee
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Here's the dealio:
When I was a pre-teen, I remember that my family went to the shore for a weekend-or-so getaway. And my father had left a cup of coffee on a counter.
Dear lord, it smelled amazing. AMAZING. It was ambrosia in a styrofoam cup.
So I took a sip.
ewewewewewewew.
It was black and bitter and how could anything that smelled so amazing taste so damn bad??
I have been on a quest ever since to find something that tastes anywhere close to as good as that cup of coffee smelled...and I still have the vague hope that I will someday be able to take my coffee with no cream or sugar. I've cut back on the additives a lot, but I'm not there yet.
I like my coffee chewy-strong, oh yes I do. And the hands-down best coffee I've had is Vietnamese coffee, which I discovered at a now-defunct (I think) restaurant south of South Street in Philly, somewhere around Catherine Street. I think.
And this is why I love Cafe du Monde coffee so much and will squirrel away as much of it as I can as often as I can.

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State of the Dusti:
I don't think I'm out of words yet. (And the intarwebz scream in terror.) But the focus I've admittedly had trouble keeping for Blogathon is growing progressively more scattered.
*looks at clock*
Really, not that much more to do. I just need to stay on top of my schedule.