Italian Breakfast of Champions

This page is a testament of Love to my Mother, Netta.
“May the lamp of all souls shine her light upon us”
Every morning before school, my Grandfather would take me by the hand and walk me to the chicken coop at the back of his garden. His eyes would twinkle as he handed me the [...]

Coffee - Grounds for Joy

A fig for partridges and quails,
ye dainties I know nothing of ye;
But on the highest mount in Wales
Would choose in peace to drink my coffee.
~Jonathon Swift
Our coffee adventure began when we called up our local coffee roasters to order some of our favorite Mexican coffee and they said that they didn’t roast those beans [...]