January 2011

Sago’s Goat

26 January 2011

Several houses down from my childhood home there lived an old Italian gentleman named Sago (pronounced SAY-go). He was a weathered old man bent from many years of hard work and we kids always imagined he was a classmate of Michelangelo.

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Gelatte

23 January 2011

The simple, straightforward, unadulterated truth is this: coffee is the nectar of the Gods. I love coffee. I’ve roasted my own beans. I leave little to chance when it comes to coffee or latte. This makes me either a wingnut or high priest. Let’s go with wingnut.

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