Oh how I love thee

Every morning I wake up to your beautiful aura

and you get my day started off with a rush

Your tantilizing heat, aroma and sweetness almost make me blush

Oh coffee, what would I do without you?

As you can tell from my really bad poetry above, I really love coffee and could be a borderline addict.  Days that start off with a great cup of coffee are always the best!  That’s the bonus of living in Seattle, since there are so many great coffee shops around, either chains like Starbucks and Tully’s or local independants.  I heard some crazy fact that Seattle has the most coffee shops per square mile than any other city in the US. While I haven’t verified this, if you just walk around Seattle, you’ll be hard pressed not to believe this. Some of my favs on the westside are B&O and Vivace and on the eastside Jerzys does a reasonable job most days.  My friend has recently made it his mission to expose me to more independant joints that I’ve never been to before.

One trend that I like with the independant coffee shops is the free wifi they offer.  It allows me to have a great cup of coffee while I’m able to crunch some docs for work… utter bliss!

My absolute favorite coffee has to be Turkish Coffee — that intense strong taste and foamy top is to die for.  Technically it’s not a particular type of coffee, but rather a method for prepartion.  If you haven’t heard of Turkish coffee before, you may have heard of it referred to it as Greek Coffee or Armenian coffee. (In Bosnian, Croatian and Serbian cultures, it’s just known as “coffee”).  For Turkish coffee, you start with very finely ground beans, almost baby powder like (even finer than what you use for espresso machines).  You mix water directly with the ground beans and boil it on the stovetop.  I always boil mine with sugar, but I do know in Croatia its commonplace to also take it with a little cream (which is blasphemy to me, but hey, each to his own).  For those that are intrigued by my obsession, Coffee Geek has a great article on exact anal preparation of my coffee delight.

All this talk of Turkish coffee has me craving a cup, but since it’s 2:52am right now, probably not a good idea :)   I guess i have a few hours until I can enjoy my sweatheart.  Until then.