Tuesday, July 24, 2007


Remember how I call local anything that I've obtained at its point of origin, as long as nobody spent extra gas/shipping, etc to get it to me? So visiting Jamie and picking up some eggs makes those eggs local because I'd visit Jamie even if it weren't for the eggs?

I am now probably the only One Local Summer participant with seriously local coffee. Ethiopia Harrar, in fact.

Marco presented me a pound or so of beans that make the blessed nectar when we met up for dinner last night.

It woke me up this morning it was so fragrant. And that's before brewing, before grinding, before even taking it out of the ziplock it traveled in.