Dec. 24
Welcome (About Coffee)

Hello, all! Welcome to my column? My diary? My wayward reflections? I’m not sure what it is yet. What I do know is that I’m writing it with a warm cup of coffee steaming next to my keyboard, and it’s nice to imagine you all might decide to do the same while reading.

So, the thing about this having no solid identity other than coffee… shortly after I moved into the woods with Noel, I got pretty excited to write something. I got everything set up and I’m pretty sure I even had a theme I planned to write on. Before I could place a foot past the starting line, however, I was besieged by some freakish hydra of a sickness.

For my fellow coffee enthusiasts, do you give it up when you’re ill? I do. It’s no fun to drink coffee with a sandpaper throat and most of your five senses nuked. I usually wait a week, but this time it took thirteen days…

A lot of creatives use a cup of coffee to jumpstart their writing routines and I’m one of them. Music is another reliable stimulant, but I think coffee will always have its claws in me when it comes to wanting to try and tackle anything new. New material, new ideas, new challenges, all of it is easier if I have my cup.

And so, here I am, finally able to drink it again and get the push I needed to start writing to you all.

There’s not so much to say at the beginning, is there? Or maybe that’s just me!

I doubt we’ll ever focus this much on actual coffee in my coffee-themed page again, though, so I’d like to talk about two of the best coffee experiences I’ve ever had in the world outside the woods.

The first was my first taste of real Irish coffee. The whiskey, the brown sugar, the creamy foam on top - the whiskey was first warmed in a glass by a blue-white flame, which made me feel like I was being served a magic potion.

The second was… maybe not actually coffee! I knew a gas station once that served blueberry cappuccinos. You might think you don’t need a blueberry cappuccino, but the truth is that you do.

I wish the world felt the same because eventually the gas station no longer had that option…

Oh, I’ve almost finished my coffee. That means it’s time to end here for today.

Until we meet again,

esme