Espresso Yourself
I am not sure when I developed a taste for coffee. Sometimes in my 30's. I wasn't that discriminating in my taste and also was primarily drinking it to fuel my work-outs. It took awhile to figure out that I shouldn't drink it late afternoon as well as to appreciate coffee for more than just an adrenaline booster shot. Now I am firmly in the clique of coffee snobs. Almost as insufferable as wine snobs. My Dad likes to remind me at times of my judging him and others for drinking coffee and getting jacked on Joe as a moral failing. I was high-horsey with beer and coffee for a pretty long period of early adulthood. Then, I turned to the dark side. I fell hard. Especially espresso. So..... Friday morning was another Comp Day off of school. It was rainy and cool. Not a good day to skateboard or other outside activities. Thus, I decided to adventure over to Rustic Cup, a new coffee shop in downtown East Prospect. Not that there is really a downtown or an u