I want to be a little baffled. I like not having you all figured out. How could I, when you were only a second time?
You live. Like wildfires.
Flowers so wild.
This day you were the sweetest dried prunes with a near over ripened banana for texture to my nose sniff of lavender.
I had to recreate you and let the buds float in my memory where your liquid dark, like almonds lived, with a splash of milk.
Honey, what a bud you are!
First tasted at Three Seat Espresso. Shop this coffee- washed processed, and a blend of Mexico and Csta Rica.