Wonderful news about your health.
Not only is the coughing, spluttering, and other upper and lower respiratory ca-ca resolving...but knowing that you can suck down 4 double shots means your quality of life is infinitely improved over the period of time you were drinking...that other stuff!
Indeed. A number of double espressos were consumed today, too, without any evidence of ill effect.....indeed, with plenty evidence of a perked up, positive,l personality....
And thank you for your kind words and evident concern.
Glad to hear you're back on espresso! That must mean you're feeling much better than before and able to get out and about.
Again, thanks for your kind words.
It does, most certainly mean that I am feeling a lot better, and yes, I am getting out and about, most happily, I should say.
Excellent news!
Thank you.
Well, I am a huge fan of Alice, the Mad Hatter, the Cheshire Cat, the Mock Turtle, et all.....so you are most certainly pressing my buttons when quoting such immortal illustrious texts. And The British Museum.....a fantastic place where I have spent much happy time; I remember standing, transfixed, in front of the Rosetta Stone, the first time I visited the Museum....an amazing and awesome (that American expression seems apposite here) place.
Re my enthusiastic young men, oh dear, that seems to have come across perhaps, a little differently, from what I had intended. At present, I am working abroad, and have no opportunity (unlike many of those who post here) to make my own espresso in my current work environment. At home, I make espresso with my rather battered, but much loved Bialetti espresso (moka) stove pot. In my quarters, I do have a kettle, so I can make proper coffee with my French press, (also, as it happens, a Bialetti) which I sometimes make for friends on a less stressful, or less busy, afternoon.
Here, I have had to gently guide (with much encouragement, endless praise, subtle hints, and yes, generous tips) some of our local staff in the arcane art of making a proper espresso.
What is funny is that the boys grin, ask whether it is 'the usual' and then proceed to make me a double espresso in a porcelain cup (which was especially bought for me by them, although I offered to pay for it - whereas virtually all of my colleagues are served their coffee in paper or plastic cups), add a teaspoon of milk, and serve it with a smile. Of course I melt. And praise. And tip. And advise. And listen.....
