Coffee: Venti Starbucks Americano
I had to get more coffee filters from the Harris Teeter. I buy the recycled kind. It makes me a feel better. On the way out of the store, I ordered coffee at the Starbucks. There was all this rain coming down. The barista was half my height, half-again my age, and bright-eyed. I talked about the rain and called it gloomy. She called it lovely. She told me she was from India and she talked about the monsoons. Then she said last week’s pollen reminded her of Holi.
I added the April Contest to the site! Find the details up top in the menus. If you enter and win I’ll send you a curated book. Free books aren’t bad, right?
Tar Baby, Toni Morrison
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“I am not the only man to seek his fortune far from home, and certainly I am not the first. Still, there are times I am bewildered by each mile I have traveled, each meal I have eaten, each person I have known, each room in which I have slept. As ordinary as it all appears, there are times when it is beyond my imagination.” – Jhumpa Lahiri, The Third and Final Continent