I did not achieve enlightenment, but it did warm me up. My one-thousandth cup of 2005 was a latte from that place at the end of Mill Avenue. It was yummy, though the pastry sucked. Presh and I cuddled up for a few minutes on the couch before heading outside to watch the fireworks show. I stole a photo while stealing a kiss, but that is a moment just for me.


Happy New Year everyone. May 2006 be your year of adventure and toys. For me, the year of coffee will continue, and 2006 becomes the year we accomplish that which is hard. Stay tuned… 1,000.