Tuesday, May 20, 2008
One thing I love more than coffee is Miss Lattebella! When I saw her, like a few other Bellas, she just spoke to me. "I'm coming to Maine, I'm coming to Maine," she chanted and true to her word, she ended up at my house! I love lime green and bright orange together and when I laid eyes on this paper, I knew it was meant for my Lattebella. And I can't leave out my cuttlebug and Devine Swirls folder. I think it added just the right touch. Kind of like steam coming out of the coffee cup! But as much as I love her, I love coffee better!
I have a latte love for coffee. Can't help it. I haven't always liked the taste of it, but I've always loved the smell. I remember being in the kitchen when I was young and seeing Mom started cranking on the can opener and seeing that big deep blue can off Maxwell House coffee going round and round. She would get close to the end of the opening and then you'd hear "Pop" and the aroma of ground coffee would come floating out. Aah, that takes me back. My dad was a coal miner and we always had strong coffee going for him in the morning that Mom would put in his thermos. I'd lay in bed and just take a whiff of the smells in the house. Strong coffee, eggs being fried and hot buttered toast. Oh, makes me hungry just thinking about it!
Now coffee comes in either bags or plastic cans with a vacuumed seal on the top. No more pulling out the can opener and hearing the steady thud of the can rolling around. Just a pop when the seal is pulled off. About the closest thing you can get to that old aroma is if you grind up the whole beans yourself. Somehow it's not as tramatic a buildup as opening the can, but one thing they can't take away is the strong smell of that bean all squashed and ground up. Aah. I think I'll run downstairs for another cup!
at 10:50 AM