Frappe or not to Frappe?

“Gimme coffee, any time, any place, and, in any kind of form, cold or warm” Gun Roswell

The warm summers day from a memory past, as I was sitting by the pool sipping something cool, laced with sugar and coffee in the warm winds haze, without a care of the future, only whether to dive in the turquoise waters or sweat for a moment longer, sipping on my drink, so much taller than the smaller cup I had at breakfast. But I digress, too little coffee I guess. The warm days of a holiday in the sun and then some shade, sipping from the tallest of glass, each and everyday, at least, a few. The sustenance which keeps one going and going and going, yeah, you guessed it, coffee, no matter what form, cool and calming (hardly!), hot and strong, so much so, that the spoon inside melted, and yes, all of these fine ways, can be done by the poolside, or by the table or even on the run, maybe driving too. But I would not suggest it, as best bet, is to never do anything while driving except keep your eyes on the road.

A Tall Glass of Frappe by the Poolside

“Gimme coffee, any time, any place, and, in any kind of form, cold or warm” Gun Roswell

The warm summers day from a memory past, as I was sitting by the pool sipping something cool, laced with sugar and coffee in the warm winds haze, without a care of the future, only whether to dive in the turquoise waters or sweat for a moment longer, sipping on my drink, so much taller than the smaller cup I had at breakfast. But I digress, too little coffee I guess. The warm days of a holiday in the sun and then some shade, sipping from the tallest of glass, each and everyday, at least, a few. The sustenance which keeps one going and going and going, yeah, you guessed it, coffee, no matter what form, cool and calming (hardly!), hot and strong, so much so, that the spoon inside melted, and yes, all of these fine ways, can be done by the poolside, or by the table or even on the run, maybe driving too. But I would not suggest it, as best bet, is to never do anything while driving except keep your eyes on the road.

Frappe by the poolside

“Gimme coffee, any time, any place, and, in any kind of form, cold or warm” Gun Roswell

Frappe by the poolside

The warm summers day from a memory past, as I was sitting by the pool sipping something cool, laced with sugar and coffee in the warm winds haze, without a care of the future, only whether to dive in the turquoise waters or sweat for a moment longer, sipping on my drink, so much taller than the smaller cup I had at breakfast. But I digress, too little coffee I guess. The warm days of a holiday in the sun and then some shade, sipping from the tallest of glass, each and everyday, at least, a few. The sustenance which keeps one going and going and going, yeah, you guessed it, coffee, no matter what form, cool and calming (hardly!), hot and strong, so much so, that the spoon inside melted, and yes, all of these fine ways, can be done by the poolside, or by the table or even on the run, maybe driving too. But I would not suggest it, as best bet, is to never do anything while driving except keep your eyes on the road.

Surviving Monday

“Oh Monday, you are so totally cruel and always come uninvited into my life, what can i do to keep you at bay?“ Gun Roswell

Surviving Monday

The Monday morning had once again arrived
I know it because I can totally smell its pride
Raising the ugly head I now know far to well
And then, there is that, totally fowl smell

You to tempt me to kick your non too rounded arse
As this day, always turns into some odd kind of farce
But if I did not already have this headache
From merely thinking about you to arrive and me break

You always make me numb, avoid of all the fun
Lashing out to me, with something or another
As if this beginning of the week would not already be a struggle
The weekend gone and Friday nowhere in sight, bummer!

But, there is one thing, that could help me pull through
That one single and totally lovely and tasting full brew
The darkest of liquids and the greatest of sustenance 
Ever devised by mankind, which has no pretence

It’s simply, well, just great
So go ahead, take a break
For this cup of stuff is no fake
Go, enjoy, your coffee, now!

Sunday frappé

“Slow Sunday’s with coffee, what could be better than that?” Gun Roswell

Sunday frappé

Cool, tasty, with a hint of sugar and ice
This, is the only two kind of spice
My coffee, for this Sunday, needs

Sitting in my favourite spot
I am not going to move, until such
Time that my cup runs empty

Enjoying my excellently made drink
As deeper into the plushy cushions I sink
Only, when the final drip is gone

Will I get up, with a huff, then a puff
Quickly making another delicious cup
Filled with coffee, milk and the other stuff

Back to my awaiting recliner
I will my day spent never minding
The other folk outside in the open wild

For Sunday is my day of rest
I will lazy around like the best
And when I fall asleep,
I will be dreaming of the next Sunday indeed!

Travel and Ice Coffee (two)

Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives

“Coffee,
is a language in itself”
Jackie Chan


Travel and Ice Coffee

“Coffee and ice
Go together
Like sugar and spice”

Hey, I am trying to say something nice
And keeping out of proven lies
So just act along
And we’ll be able to finish this song!

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Travel and Ice Coffee (one)

Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives

“Coffee,
is a language in itself”
Jackie Chan


Travel and Ice Coffee

When it is
Time for a break
Make no mistake
Choose wisely
Order precisely

Not a soda
Not water
Not even tea
Only very iced
Coffee

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Travel and Ice Coffee for Throwback Thursday

Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives

“Coffee,
is a language in itself”
Jackie Chan


Travel and Ice Coffee for Throwback Thursday

This week’s TBT is dedicated to Travel and Ice Coffee :
Enjoy these gems from the archives:

-Travel and Ice Coffee parts One through Five-

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Travel and Ice Coffee (four)

Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives

“Coffee,
is a language in itself”
Jackie Chan


Travel and Ice Coffee

Coffee, like shoes
Always better in the twos
Just because
It’s so difficult to choose

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Travel and Ice Coffee (five)

Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives

“Coffee,
is a language in itself”
Jackie Chan


Travel and Ice Coffee

An order in a tall glass
It was never meant to last
But while it did
It surely was a blast!

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