Actually, this seems to be the basic need of the human heart in nearly every great crisis - a good hot cup of coffee. --Alexander King
This morning I was awakened by a most pesky courtesy phone call from India... Believe it or not, another untimely death in the family has hit my world. But this time around, it wasn't one of my dear fish. My laptop computer has died. Sadly, it is only 7 months old. Yes, I am sad, mad, and fed up. After our hour long chat with the enterprising tech, I have a bit more faith in the new laptop I ordered than the plan to fix the "old" one. It was difficult to fight for my rights (I have a warranty through November) because I had not had my first and only daily cup of gourmet java. Truly, it was task to spar without it. But hey, I'm looking forward to my new, improved black laptop to be delivered on my doorstep. (Not a box of dark chocolate truffles from Ireland but it will make me smile.)
Now that I put the computer issue on the table, let's talk coffee. Once I hung up the telephone, it was a relief to go into the kitchen and brew a fresh cup of French Roast java. I will not skimp on the quality of coffee. No way. After I let my Brittany duo outside, I came back in and savored sip after sip of the best brew topped with whipped cream and a dash of cinnamon. (My computer died!) And yes, coffee can be healthy for you if and if you drink it in moderation. I once wrote in one of those mini mags I penned, that researchers have found drinking two cups of coffee will increase metabolism significantly for at least three hours afterward, according to nutrition studies. And I can personally attest it boosts your mental and physical energy as well as can uplift your spirit.
Then happier, I treated myself to a bowl of homemade granola with organic 2% low-fat milk, and fresh strawberries. This is my second granola batch--it includes peanut butter, chocolate chips, and pecans. (The original recipe made with extra virgin olive oil can be found in The Writing Gourmet archives.) And that's not all...After breakfast I noticed another one of my new fish died. He was floating ontop of the aquarium. (Must be a bad batch. He was nameless. No tears.) Speaking of fish, I just got the swimming pool report for the day. The lifeguards claim they are cold as they are clad in skindiving suits while teaching swimming lessons. Thank goodness for a little good java.