Breakfast at Clocktower coffee, just a short walk from our house. I'm a cappuccino and biscotti; Brian is a latte with cinamon roll.
Mom and Dad returned to the bay area today from their travels aboard their catamaran,
Mistral. After a snafu involving me mixing up which airport they landed at and therefore driving two and a half lengths of the east bay, I finally delivered my poor travel-weary parents home. Among Mom's first order of business was to unpack this absolutely dazzlingly aromatic pile of Central American coffee.
Breakfast at Clocktower coffee, just a short walk from our house. I'm a cappuccino and biscotti; Brian is a latte with cinamon roll.
Mom and Dad returned to the bay area today from their travels aboard their catamaran, Mistral. After a snafu involving me mixing up which airport they landed at and therefore driving two and a half lengths of the east bay, I finally delivered my poor travel-weary parents home. Among Mom's first order of business was to unpack this absolutely dazzlingly aromatic pile of Central American coffee.
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