I *Heart* Coffee

My tower of creamers at a friend's 40th birthday party at Logan's Roadhouse

I love coffee. And I'm not ashamed of it.

Yeah, yeah, I know: it's addictive; it can make your heart race; it can dehydrate you. I don't care.

My first experience with the brew of the glorious bean was at a gathering of the Ladies of Philosophy at Sunset Grill, over dessert. I don't remember if it was a flavored coffee, an espresso, or a regular cup, but I do know that it had creamer and sweetener. And that's how I take my coffee now.

The "Java Junkie" fairy, by artist Karen Rossi
{Photo of my collectible, in my office}