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What it sounds like to work from a DC coffeeshop

Ebenezer’s near Union Station, a Wednesday morning at 9 a.m.*
Population: Between 15 and 30

I have a vanilla, soy, no-foam cappuccino…
I have a mocha latte….
Iced coffee!
Bacon, egg and cheese sandwich?
Iced, mocha lavender latte?
Thank you!
Iced coconut latte?
I had a chamomile tea?
I have a large, iced, mocha caramel custard latte…
Large iced caramel custard on the bar!
Single shot?
I have a sesame bagel toasted with cream cheese!
Have a great day!
It was just a moment to break your life
We’re heading out to New England this afternoon
I have a medium half-caf…
Medium caramel whip…
What’s the wifi password?
Um, banana.
I have a second dirty chai…
Small americano?
Small black eye?
Small red eye?



*Full disclosure: I had a medium americano and banana bread from home. The coffee is very good, but I can’t speak for the mocha caramel custard latte whips.

Leaving a Job is Hard Work

Tomorrow is my last day of work. Last. Day. Of. Work. Sunday I leave the Lehigh Valley, most likely permanently… as a resident, anyway.

I’m not sure how that can be possible.

Like the week before vacation, I’ve barely had time to breathe this week, much less blog. I have, however, been trying to make time to actually cook food.

Want to have a laugh? Watch me use a chef's knife.

I definitely proclaim it to be fall. I had my first Punkin Ale (or any pumpkin ale, I’ve got my favorite, Pumking, waiting for me in the fridge) of the season. I’m drinking tea and consuming zucchini and eggplant almost daily–as seen above with various ‘shrooms and onions. I wore a coat OUTSIDE the office today. And I keep seeing the massive spice rack and wanting to make stew.

Spicy. spices. Paul has so many! But no chocolate for midnight snacks.

Of course, stew would also go well with the 15 pounds of challah I still have left.