Back in 1962, Tony Bennett sang a song called “I Left My Heart in San Francisco” and although I didn’t know that song till many years after he sang it, I’ve since discovered he and I have much in common
…a little cup of coffee can still the craziness.
Start with a coffee shop that knows what a real macchiato is. (Hint: it’s NOT a tall glass filled with caramel and whipped cream on top of some milk and espresso.) Walk inside. Look to see if they list a
The Chinese Year of the Water Dragon comes around once every 60 years and I was born smack dab in the middle of the last one. I hope you enjoy this pictorial look back on the past twelve months of
I love a good macchiato. I track them incessantly. I search for them everywhere. They are hard to find. Oh sure, there are lots of imitators and charlatans and barely disguised lattes masquerading as miniature macchiatos. But a true delicious,
The Last Five Years: It’s My Story and I’m Sticking to It! 5. Five years ago, my dad died. He’d been in the hospital three weeks. I didn’t know he was in the hospital. My mother, brother, and sister didn’t
Every morning, I start my day with a cup of coffee. Well, I don’t start the day with one, but shortly after getting out of bed, I make a cup for myself. Or if I don’t make it, I go