My first, convincing, taste came in college. I can't recall if it was an act of desperation for academic survival during those late nights or a curiosity as to what this drink was that lured in the rest of campus.
I tried it. I liked it. I'm hooked.
Then I married my husband, the connoisseur of tastes. He is always searching for ways to "broaden my tastebud horizon," as he puts it. Since then, I've tried a variety of coffee concoctions:
black coffee (more or less a weight loss technique)
coffee with "coffee milk"; the European, superior, equivalent to cream
None of this brings me the same level of enjoyment as my simple drip coffee with a touch of cream brought to me by the Keith kitchen.
What is your perfect cup of coffee?
Also, how was your Christmas? I hope it was filled with joy, family, and friends.
Some fun new things I was gifted:
New dining room chairs very similar to these.
A new read: The Paris Wife
Anthropologie gift card during my birthday month: yes, please!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!