My awesome brother-in-law brought me coffee for Christmas from Cafecito Organico in Los Angeles. The beans are imported from Finca La Cascada in Guatemala and they’re roasted to delicious perfection. It’s a little darker roast than I usually like, but it’s certainly not dark and it does have those citrus notes I love so much, which is tricky because it’s also chocolatey in the way beans get when they’re roasted longer. Funny thing is you generally start to lose those light citrus flavors when you roast longer, but Cafecito Organico walks that line just right with this coffee. It’s good stuff. Check them out if you’re in L.A.
**Joan – Cafecito Organico has other darker, richer coffees that you would prefer should you feel the urge to order some, although you would like this more than most of the coffees I drink.
It’s been awhile since I’ve done a coffee review, so I thought I’d talk about my local roaster today. Rare Bird Coffee is in Falls Church, within easy walking distance of my house, and provides most of my coffee, bless them. Last week I picked up Gatomboya, a Kenyan coffee. I definitely tasted the cherry and marmalade notes (which just tasted citrusy to me), but I’m not sure I picked up the plum. Despite that, this was delicious coffee. Oddly, while it is good hot, it was even better cold. Naturally, that’s with me drinking it black. I think most of the flavor would be lost in this delicate brew if you add milk or even more so with cream.
**Joan this is not for you.
I played this fun card came and wrote about for Game Industry News. You can read the whole review here.
My sister, Joan, and I went to the Maryland Irish Festival last weekend and had a really good time. I was in the cultural room with other authors, the Annapolis Irish Rowers (who are loads of fun), and all kinds of people with information about Irish history ancient through modern. The guys with the ancient weapons were particularly enjoyable. The next time I have a booth somewhere, I’m totally bringing a halberd. They really draw a crowd. And there were dogs. There were Whippet and Greyhound Rescue groups, a Newfoundland group and the Potomac Valley Irish Wolfhound Club. I, of course, left my booth every time a dog came by, but my sister only managed to get these two photos. The festival was a lot of fun. The music and dancing were fantastic. The vendors were great and the Guinness and Tullamore Dew flowed like water. As it turns out, the water wasn’t that easy to find but the beer certainly was, so if you go next year, bring a designated driver and your dancing shoes.
I will be at the Maryland Irish Festival in the author tent this weekend, November 9-11. Come out for great music, good food, and fun, all to support various charities in and around Baltimore, the state of Maryland, and the nation. Kids enter free. Come check it out.
The people in my neighborhood are super hardcore about Halloween decorations and every year more and more of them are involved. Halloween was not a big holiday for me growing up, so I don’t really care about it, but I don’t have anything against it either and the decorations do make walking the dog a lot more interesting. Below is just a smattering of what’s on offer this year.
My husband, Colin, and I have been married for twenty-seven years. This year, I read an article on Scandinavian sleeping and thought it sounded great. Instead of one big comforter or blanket on our king-sized bed we would have two twin comforters in duvets instead. No top sheet. I loved this idea. The biggest challenge was finding twin-sized duvet sets with a high enough thread count to please my delicate sensibilities. I lucked out and found a couple on Overstock.com. We’ve been really happy with sleeping like this. The best thing about it is my husband gets up earlier than I do and this way he doesn’t wake me. I don’t wake him if I get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. We don’t fight over covers anymore. It’s possible that I move around too much in my sleep and might occasionally rob him of cover. Now that doesn’t happen. In short, it’s fantastic and I love it.
So my friend Jen comes to see me. I tell her about this new revelation in sleeping I’ve discovered. She says, “oh yeah, we sleep like that.” Like, duh, how obvious. It took me twenty-seven years to learn this and I had to read about it in an article. Apparently, she figured it out ten minutes after her boyfriend moved in. Sigh.