It’s early. I’m **slightly** sleep deprived and giddy. I need coffee. I confuse easily. But somehow by the time I got through the Tim Hortons line, my recycle mug had been refused, my coffee was in a cardboard cup inside another cardboard cup for Roll Up the Rim. Seriously, what on earth just happened? And…
One of my new obsessions this summer has been East Coast Coffee. I found this new-to-me coffee and a local gift shop. I couldn’t resist trying a coffee called “Fundy Fog Buster” or “Morning Screech”. I tend to stick to medium to light roast coffee, and both are great in their respective categories. The big draw for me was…
This could be my life’s motto:
Serenity: A cup of coffee, some chocolate, and knitting on a cold, windy Saturday morning. (And a borrowed dog sleeping on the other end of the coach)
