It smells our apartment with the fine aroma of fresh-ground coffee beans from Central America (these are, by far, the best):
It warms my hands that have turned blue from poor circulation:
But primarily, it's that taste that comes from sipping on coffee - first the creamy taste from my half and half, then the burst of citrus or nuts, and then the bitter taste coffee brings and the lingering one it leaves behind.
Don't even get me started on pairings. That is, chocolate bars alongside hints of cocoa, or lemon squares to compliment citrus keynotes.
Today, it sits beside me as I look out an open window and listen to a multitude of birds and watch the sun already begin to reflect off roofs. Spring begins and I am armed with my coffee.
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