The love that dare not speak its name but will shout it from the rooftops.
I’m in love with my Gaggia Titanium coffee machine (it’s okay to be in love with inanimate objects, I saw it on Boston Legal once, and if it’s good enough for Denny Crane then it’s good enough for me)....
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Yesterday, at work, I was totally in the moment. I was at the coffee machine, I think it was a large latte with two, but what it was doesn’t matter. I was steaming the milk. The milk was swirling,...
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This week daysofhilda turns a year old. Yay! And like most one year olds, daysofhilda is teetering about clinging to its family, the furniture, its fave foods and discovering new things daily. I...
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There are people in my life who are onto me. They know when I say I work at a coffee shop I’m attempting to make my workplace sound more glamorous. The truth is, the joint is a bakery. But we do sell...
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In less than a week it will be three years since my little sister died. How something can feel like an eternity and be remembered as if it was yesterday is beyond me. Still, I’m all about the good...
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