That first sip of coffee on a Saturday morning is the absolute best. It’s the weekend, and I have no concrete plans to be anywhere (certainly not work). That alone makes the coffee taste extra sweet. The rest of the day can wait; let me finish my cup of coffee first.
Mind you this coffee isn’t some fancy pour-over stuff that I’ve painstakingly measured-out to make. I don’t want to invest the time to grind fresh beans, and boil water to an exact temperature. The coffee I drink is simply K-Cup pods from San Francisco Bay Coffee (Costco has them in boxes). That’s right: it’s made on a Keurig machine, nice and easy. The coffee coming out of it tastes just fine.
Not to say I’m unable to savor a well-made “artisanal” cup. I simply don’t want to do it myself. If a gourmet cafe wants to open up at the nearby mall, that would be lovely (currently, there’s only a Peet’s and Starbucks). I definitely would walk the five minutes to have a freshly-made cup of coffee (of the non-franchise variety). Maybe sit down to read a book while I’m carefully sipping it down.
But no! Instead of a nice coffee shop, a bowling alley is coming to the mall. That does nothing to improve my Saturday mornings! Granted, we will for sure patronize that establishment on certain evenings. I haven’t gone bowling since Serra Bowl was still in business.
Alright, cup of coffee is finished. Time to get onto weekend business.
Checking out the birds.