Iced Coffee
I went to Jill and Steve's on Saturday and was introduced to the concept of iced coffee. Before you say, she JUST got introduced to iced coffee?? allow me to say that it was only last summer I learned to drink iced tea. Maybe next year I'll learn to turn on the Victrola, but the iced coffee is now my annual Memorial Day Thanksgiving turkey.
Sunday, Mom and I went to the cemetery to see Dad. I love it there. We got him up to date, not much news this visit, and discussed what to carve on the headstone when Mom hits the dusty highway. Doesn't sound like a lot of fun? Oh, it was. We visited mothers and fathers and grands, and thanked each and every one. Then we had brunch on a lovely restaurant patio, and had, what else? Iced coffee. L'Chaim!
Monday, I put in my garden. Gladiolas, Hollyhocks, Sweet Peas, Cosmos, White Eggplant and tiny White Pumpkins called Baby Boo. Then I talked to my Grandbaby, Boo Boo on the computer and waved and kissed and talked until I come to see him soon.
I had Iced coffee at every turn. A wonderful addition to a happy three days. I got the brainstorm to drink it this morning, too, with the newspaper.
My suggestion? Don't.
posted by DG Fulford @ 11:09 AM
4 Comments:
To set the record straight and to verify the authenticity of this post and to take our place as citizens of the civilized world: I am DG's mother, and, in the house of her growing up, we consumed many gallons of iced coffee over the years, not to mention iced tea. And I could swear that she was one of the three children at that table.
Try iced concentrated coffee mixed with ice cubes, skim milk and coffee flavoring of your choice--a healthy Starbucks Frappicinno! I have one every morning! It is the way to live! Early and wired!
Summertime where the livin is easy and the iced coffee is poured in mah tin cup to stay cool every sippin sip.
Great site loved it alot, will come back and visit again.
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