Showing posts with label Morning Coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morning Coffee. Show all posts

Sunday, April 21, 2013

SUNDAY MORNING COFFEE







My Sunday morn Coffee? How I love it so. There's nothing quite like it, and it's one of my best moments of the week, most times "the Best." Yes it is. And not for just me, millions I'm quite sure. If you work 6 days a week, as I, or you work five, that Sunday morn coffee just can't be beat. Most might have it down at the kitchen table. The coffee pot brews, you retrieve the Sunday Paper and settle in. Settle in what that good ol friend, your morning cup of Joe. You chit chat with the husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, whoever, and you sip that good ol friend, your morning cup of coffee, Java. Is it Brazilian, African, Colombian  Jamaican, or Sumatra, no matter, it's your favorite and it brings you joy. Most of us drink good ol regular American Coffee, regular, Black, with milk and sugar, just milk no sugar, Milk, Cream, Half & Half, there's a number of ways to enjoy, your morning cup of coffee.
For me, my morning cup is never in my house as most. No, I always go to the cafe. I've been doing so for almost 30 years now. Nothing wrong with having it at home, but me, I always have it out, at one of my local cafes. One is American (Regular Cup of Joe) the other Italian (Espresso or Cappuccino). For the past few days, I go to the American Bakery/Cafe more often. I usually have a little breakfast before I go, sans (without) coffee. The coffee is reserved for the cafe. I do this for two reasons, never having coffee at home. Number one, after I take a show, have my breakfast and put on my clothes, I just want to get out of the house and into my beloved city, New York. Two, I only have my coffee at the cafe because to me it makes it more special. And it's not just about the coffee, it's the whole total package. I have my coffee, yes, but I'm among others. There are always the counter girls at the cafe who are all quite lovely. A nice morning getting back and forth, perhaps a bit of chit-chat with the girls and they're always so sweet. Usually I have friends there, so there's a bit of conversation with them, sipping my regular coffee, "Milk No Sugar." I read, I write, I lsiten to the music, sip, love, and enjoy my coffee, that very simple and one of lifes "Great Pleasures," and guess what? It cost very little. And especially if you compare it to the outrageous price of cocktails these days, that with the price of the drink $14-$17, and tip, can end up near $20.00 per. I love a good cocktail, but not at that price. My morning cup of coffee has superior value compared to the current days cocktail prices New York. Sad really.
Yes, I usually see friends, have a good chat, then it's into the papers, The Times, Post, 
The Daily News, whatever is lying around the cafe. Guess what? They free. I can go on my computer and surf the net. I'll get any news or info I could possibly want. If I don't like the music playing at the cafe, which is usually good, but can occasionally be quite bad. I'll just plug in my ear plugs, go to Youtube, and watch a Rolling Stones video. Listen too, of course. Or I'll just plug into my iPod Touch and listen to my great Musical Library. No Crap Rap of course, just good ol Classic Rock, R&B, and "Frank" Sinatra that is!
I write, I read, I load up news from the Huffington Post on my iPod to read on the train (Subway) later, I see friends, sometime make new one, I sip my Coffee, I injoy. That's my Sunday morning coffee, or any day of the week for that matter. My morning Coffee.






Daniel Bellino-Zwicke