I go over to the boulangerie for fresh bread after my morning swim, and return home where I sit with my father for breakfast.
He makes the coffee with an Arabic twist every day.
I sit dunking my bread in the thick sweet coffee and we talk about many things.
At my first meeting someone handed me a coffee and said this will help. and ever since then thats about all i drink. but recently i have been trying to cut back some buy drinking more water with the help and support from family and friends. it pays to be aware of...
i love my coffee. nothing like that first cup of hot coffee in the morning looking out the window to take in the day. my personal favorite is hazelnut with cream and sugar with a dash of cinnamon. yum yum!!