I say that coffee and I go WAY back and I do mean my grandfather used to dip our pacifiers in coffee (and sometimes beer..) and make us mini cups of coffee when I remember being kneehigh to a grasshopper with our eggs and bacon in the morning after we would stay the night. I'm sure the coffee consisted mostly of cream but I do remember feeling a sense of being distinguished somehow. Coffee has been a consistant part of my life ever since really, I could drink it anytime of the day or night, enjoy all degrees of roasts (particularly European) and often have dreams of when I worked at a Coffee Beanery in the early 90's as a barista and a manager. What an awesome job, we used to have contests who could have the most espresso shots...let's just say I have quite a few coffee made memories!
And now, thanks to my job in Chicago as an office manager, I can say that I have tried coffee in France, Germany and Ireland - true Irish Cream - which is why I say coffee and I go pretty FAR! I would like to continue to try different cafes if I get another chance to go to Europe.
I plan to share my life and my love of coffee with moms, friends and parents who would like to do the same!