Guest written by our friend Jamie Gross
I had just crashed into the chair after dinner and cleanup when the phone rang. It was my friend from down the street wondering if I was interested in making a coffee run with her to our local spot for a little dessert. I said of course, and I slipped into my sweats and headed out the door. The little place was hopping with business filled with coffee and dessert connoisseurs alike. The aroma alone was intoxicating and before I knew it, I had a large java in one hand, and lemon pound cake in the other. We settled into a corner booth close to where the Expert Satellite tv was on some nostalgic channel. We watched for a few minutes while enjoying our goodies then proceeded to catch up on each other’s lives. The coffee and the conversation were smooth and satisfying and we leisurely made our way home to begin the evening rush of homework, baths, and laundry. That’s when I realized I was glad I ordered the large coffee, I was going to need it.
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