Saturday, March 17, 2007

Coffee sip

is not just about taking inside your gastronomic bag the blend of that fine, pure liquaeous substance pressed from a dark-brownish bean, of that steamed extremely white milk (whether fat-free or not), and of that glucose-enriched crystals

is beyond the sheer pleasure of urgently satiating caffeine-deprivation

is beyond the sheer pain of having to wait to get a caffeine fix.

is about conspiring with time and rhyme with its tick and tack while slowly filling your senses with its potential- the rich aroma haled profusely inside your nostrils, the feverish-like temperature it emits to your palm, and the petite sight of its miniature scale (or depending on the size of the cup preferred)

instantaneously may lead you to a ripped, burnt tongue. You don't have to be reminded with that because coffees are always pre-cautioned to be hot. Worst thing you get is the failure of noticing the best that coffees are made of.

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