In that case Jesus would have burn his tongue. His mother told her neighbour in passing and she embellished a little when she imprinted a clay tablet for her writing class.
My default drink is an espresso, but a robusta shot still hits me. I can smell that it's robusta, but first thing in the morning, my brain just wants caffeine. Taste is a bonus. I really should train my brain to stop wanting the caffeine, especially as it can knock me seven ways sideways...
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I can smell that it's robusta, but first thing in the morning, my brain just wants caffeine. Taste is a bonus.
I really should train my brain to stop wanting the caffeine, especially as it can knock me seven ways sideways...
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A full flavoured, heady mixture of violated fruit and compounded headaches.
Actually, it's the cafe downstairs from work.
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