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Little known fact about sweet ol’ me: I don’t drink coffee.  Sure, I might have a couple of tiny cups of sweet, aromatic, sludge-filled Greek coffee (aka Turkish coffee, aka Arab coffee) a year, but that’s pretty much it.

However, I’m painfully aware that I’m an awkward exception to the droves of coffee-fueled authors out there (I mean, coffee pretty much did Balzac in, right?).  As such, I’m publishing the Espresso Field Guide in a desperate attempt to fit in…