Every child has little quirks and idiosyncrasies that make them unique and special. Fischer has thousands, but one of my favorites is his love for coffee and scones. This probably sounds a bit snobbyish because he is only 4, but it's not. He considers it part of the food pyramid. He gets this from me; I love scones and coffee. And nothing beats the combination of the two. I don't understand people who don't drink coffee; coffee makes everything better. It's part of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, right?
We are not coffee snobs; i am an addict and Fish is a wannabe addict. The only reason he is a wannabe is because I limit his intake. In case you do not know the difference between an addict and a snob, I will clarify. A snob brews select Hawaiian or high-quality Peruvian when they arise. Us addicts, we'll take our morning fix anyway we can get it. I can deal with about anything except Folgers; I do have some standards. A snob frequents Biggby, Starbucks, Einsteins', and the quaint coffee shops of the world. While we enjoy those places tremendously, we addicts will settle for Speedway au Lait. I must admit that I have even done the walk of shame to the local Shell when I ran out once.
When our daily routine gets mundane, we head out to the bookstore. It is mandatory that we go to a bookstore that has toys and train tables for Fish to play with and a coffee shop. Most days, we just drink plain ole coffee (POC). Regular and straight-up black for me and decaf with cream for Fischer. We grab our poison and select our scone and we are in heaven for 20 minutes. Then there are certain mornings when POC just does not cut-it. On those days, we opt for Chai lattes with soy. Nothing makes Fischer's face light up more than when I tell him he can have Chai and a scone. And the look on the barista's face is priceless when my toddler places his order for his Chai. My kid is so cool.
Coffee and I go way back. In fact, I would venture to say that coffee and I forged our relationship almost as long ago as my best-friend and I connected. And coffee is steady, loyal, and always there when I am in need. I'm glad my kid has befriended coffee so early on in life; he deserves a good cup. Now I must excuse myself to reheat my 2 day-old coffee for the third time.
We are not coffee snobs; i am an addict and Fish is a wannabe addict. The only reason he is a wannabe is because I limit his intake. In case you do not know the difference between an addict and a snob, I will clarify. A snob brews select Hawaiian or high-quality Peruvian when they arise. Us addicts, we'll take our morning fix anyway we can get it. I can deal with about anything except Folgers; I do have some standards. A snob frequents Biggby, Starbucks, Einsteins', and the quaint coffee shops of the world. While we enjoy those places tremendously, we addicts will settle for Speedway au Lait. I must admit that I have even done the walk of shame to the local Shell when I ran out once.
When our daily routine gets mundane, we head out to the bookstore. It is mandatory that we go to a bookstore that has toys and train tables for Fish to play with and a coffee shop. Most days, we just drink plain ole coffee (POC). Regular and straight-up black for me and decaf with cream for Fischer. We grab our poison and select our scone and we are in heaven for 20 minutes. Then there are certain mornings when POC just does not cut-it. On those days, we opt for Chai lattes with soy. Nothing makes Fischer's face light up more than when I tell him he can have Chai and a scone. And the look on the barista's face is priceless when my toddler places his order for his Chai. My kid is so cool.
Coffee and I go way back. In fact, I would venture to say that coffee and I forged our relationship almost as long ago as my best-friend and I connected. And coffee is steady, loyal, and always there when I am in need. I'm glad my kid has befriended coffee so early on in life; he deserves a good cup. Now I must excuse myself to reheat my 2 day-old coffee for the third time.
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