tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post4562674501308271294..comments2023-04-07T06:28:40.210-04:00Comments on Confessions of a Would-Be Mountain Womon: Vive Le Cafe!Ashlinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07056573219551250815noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-80417939267721367442012-10-01T04:30:56.065-04:002012-10-01T04:30:56.065-04:00I am a morning "fowl" and for me the ver...I am a morning "fowl" and for me the very best is in the little lounge, about 6 a.m. or so, coffee brewed in the plunger, Italian or expresso,check the weather, the blogs and updates, your and others weather around the world,listen to the birds stirring, a train making its way south,the nearby hens clucking for their breakfast, and the sunrise behind the tall pine trees.Try to finish the cryptic crossword,and listen to Poppy as she comes back inside telling me her morning story. Greetings from Jean.Nancy Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11854698513524662527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-71229409254360693992012-09-29T14:19:12.605-04:002012-09-29T14:19:12.605-04:00@ Jen--was that from Strong Tree, or Tierra Farms,...@ Jen--was that from Strong Tree, or Tierra Farms, maybe? <br /><br />@Robin--NINE??? Wow! <br /><br />@Dawn--rethinking that tea thing, huh?<br /><br />@Laurie--enjoy!Ashlinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07056573219551250815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-37194229077734228552012-09-29T12:17:37.640-04:002012-09-29T12:17:37.640-04:00I was 9 years old when I started drinking coffee; ...I was 9 years old when I started drinking coffee; I can't believe my mom let me! I had my tonsils removed that year and was upset that the nurses would not let me have coffee in the hospital!!<br />Coffee is an important part of our morning ritual as well, and I am indeed very fond of certain mugs. Sometimes I have been known to stare daggers at someone who inadvertently used one of my fave mugs. I also love a good cup of coffee at restaurants, with dessert. Not too strong, with a bit of nonfat milk.<br />Now tell us about this "weird paranormal" experience!!!Robin Larkspurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04949175314401172368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-60804665755717430342012-09-29T11:08:05.327-04:002012-09-29T11:08:05.327-04:00mmm, beautiful post, now I'm going for a coffe...mmm, beautiful post, now I'm going for a coffee!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-79605953374863779442012-09-29T09:58:28.490-04:002012-09-29T09:58:28.490-04:00A delightfully delicious post.A delightfully delicious post.Dawn Zichkohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01965494377626456081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734143885555833148.post-84823089822036677322012-09-29T09:58:14.654-04:002012-09-29T09:58:14.654-04:00I am a coffee lover too, and it was fun reading yo...I am a coffee lover too, and it was fun reading your coffee memories, especially the one of camping with your Dad. I started drinking coffee in high school, and for my 16th birthday my dad gave me a French Press.<br />I lived in California when there was only one Peets and that's still what I usually drink--French or Italian Roast. I recently had coffee from a roaster in Hudson that was very good.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606982492407185097noreply@blogger.com