Fresh To Death

Ms. Lydia, we are cut from the same cloth, you and I :)

Lydia, it is great to have you back.

…and to have you stalking me again :)

Audrey.

For Lydia.

loveadinfinitum:

For Keirstin. <3

Lydia, this just made my day.

Who is down for a burrito?

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pearls-curlsandasoutherngirl:

so presh! Ohmy…..

For Lydia.

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Hmm. I ordered a house coffee in San Francisco at Ritual Coffee Roasters in The Mission.

I initially ordered a caramel latte. The man at the counter gave me a glare of disdain and responded, “Sir, we do not use syrups here. We have coffee, tea, or a latte.”

I was used to backwoods Pennsylvania options which were the same. Moving away led me to believe that the fancier the better.

Wrong.

So, I swiftly ordered a black, house coffee but with slight hesitation.

I couldn’t find the lids and was already stressed out by the humiliation at the counter, so I left the store to enjoy the java outside.

And as I stepped into the sunlight bursting through that morning San Francisco fog, I sipped what may have been and may still be the best coffee that has touched my lips.

With that said, Karl Fisher & the Alabaster crew makes some pretty mean coffee as well :)

And with that said Lydia, I believe we are due for me to treat you to a delicious brew soon.

Lydia, I started reblogging this for you thinking it would be something you’d find charming and realized that I was actually reblogging it from you…

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For Lydia.

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