Friend and writer-I-admire Peter Counter is hitting his writing stride with this whimsical yet honest blog about his coffee addiction, something many of us never look twice at. His post structures are consistent, allowing you an easy in, as he grapples with life around his morning, midday, afternoon, nighttime or anything in between brews.
Reading this always makes my day a bit happier.
The context:
It is Sunday, which as everyone knows is God’s pyjama day. And wow, what a day for him to choose. It’s beautiful outside, Toronto. So beautiful that I imagine you are reading this printed on loose leaf paper, sitting on a beach, drinking a mojito or Brava “the beer of summer,” bundled up in a winter coat, because it’s not actually that warm outside.
Due to a pact I made at last night’s belated Robbie Burns Day party, my girlfriend and I cancelled our Sunday beach plans and headed to 7 Grams, located on the edge of Yorkville, to visit our pal John. He gave us this:
The content:
size: indie large (regular sized mug)
price: a polar bear, a moose, a historically significant sail boat, and a beaver
coffee: drip coffee, with a clean spoon full of brown sugar and a little bit of half-and-half
Satan:
We should have gone to…
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