So I was going to write a review of a small downtown restaurant that I visited once last week and again today, but life happened.
Today was bi-polar; it started off badly, turned into a lovely afternoon and eventually, once again, turned sour.
Any day that starts off without coffee is doomed from the start. I am a true representation of a coffee addict. I don't even feel like the caffeine really affects me anymore unless I am dead-tired. I just LOVE coffee; I can't get enough of a cup of warm, strong coffee laced with swirls of fresh cream and sugar.
Just thinking about it makes me want a cup right now, and it is almost midnight.
I just had the realization that perhaps today went badly because I only had one cup of the sweet, sweet nectar.
No, probably not. And I probably shouldn't fuel my already ridiculous addiction.
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