Trailing

Sitting in the little streetery that’s taken away someone’s parking spot.

My coffee snobbery is sadly evidently throughout my long quest. Yet, I think I have also demonstrated some flexibility.

Sampling coffee all across my neighborhood has taught me valuable lessons. Taste is always a subjective thing. My taste in coffee requires it be robust. I am partial to foamy coffee concoctions of the old school.

Plain old coffee with milk. Well, not so plain. It’s Kimbo from Napoli.

Over the course of my struggles to try all the best, I have realized that sometimes there’s a specialty that is better in one shop. Ordering a flat white at 🌟 Starbucks is a wiser choice than getting a so-so latte.

Thus, I have come to enjoy the one I’m near when I am not near the one I love.

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