Our son brought us a gift the other day. But there was no note or explanation, so when I got home, I made a call to one son to thank him, and he did not know what I was talking about – I thought it might have been a barter for doing laundry at home or whatnot. But then he is not a coffee drinker I thought.
Then I called the elder son (in California) and yes, a friend of my son’s wanted us to have it. You see, coffee, is a special form of relationship. We have instant coffee. We have whole bean coffee (from Costco). We now have a Keurig and a selection of Peete’s coffee singles and Dunkin’ Donuts singles. (I’m reminiscing about my years on the East Coast when I would swing by DD for a cup on the way to work. But I was frivolous, and single.) Coffee at home is more frugal. Of course, it’s about 90 cents a cup from the Keurig machine. But saves time. But I will grind more beans tonight. Don’t want the brewed coffee maker to feel unloved.
Have an awesome Wednesday friends.
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