The basics: French press, drip, whichever. You brew it, I'll give it a go.
Chez Queenie, 2009.
Hotel Fauchère, Milford, Pennsylvania, June 2009.
Chez Queenie, June 2009.
Café Sabarsky, February 2010.Cold coffee, a classic summertime choice.
88 Orchard, August 2010.
Joe, August 2010.Cappuccinos and lattes - milk does make everything better, or at least creamier.
Joe, April 2009.
Joe, December 2009.
Joe, April 2009.And, finally, the perfect end to any meal: espresso.
Chez Queenie, August 2008.
Camille, Paris, November 2008.
Charlie Trotter's, Chicago, November 2009.
4 comments:
um, i'm shaking just looking at this. off to go get another cuppa...
This makes me think of that treasured Willie/Julio duet "For all the Girls I've Loved Before"
I love this post. Such a great look at something so many of us dismiss each morning/day. I love coffee too, so this had me lusting over each and every one of these cups.
@ME* - I feel like I'm always jonesing. Gotta have my caff!
@Alison - Ha! Love it!
@Russell - Aw, thanks! I do think a large part of coffee's charm is in the ritual. (I feel that way about cocktails, too.)
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