Monthly Archives: June 2013

Iron Man 3

I just want to say that the Mandarin is amazing in Iron Man 3.

Dad | Coffee

I sit and sip at the vanilla soy classic I have in front of me. I’ve grown accustomed to soy, ever since I found that it was the dairy that was making my stomach upset. It’s a good drink, strong, but drinkable here. The in house vanilla syrup is giving this a bit of a marshmallow aftertaste which is delicious, but getting a bit strong at the bottom of the cup.

I’ve admittedly let it get a bit too cold since I’ve been writing in my journal.

Coffee, for me, at least, was a late addition to my list of indulgences. Much like alcohol (started drinking at 25) I feel like I can appreciate it better now that I’m older and only started drinking it the last couple of years. My guess is that I was around 33 or so.

I don’t remember too much personally about Dad. We were never that close, in that we talked a lot. He did love cappuccinos though, this much I know. I recall many a time watching my father sip at a cappuccino while he read the paper. Sometimes it was after he picked me up from grade school. Every weekday between shifts at his retail job, he’d come and pick me up. Maybe it was a late lunch, I never knew. But I would remember the cappuccino, and how he’d put in two sugars. Then drink it slowly and finish the paper before bringing me back to work so I could finish my homework in the back.

Never tried them then. For me, coffee was mainly a flavor. Not a beverage to appreciate on its own.

Times have changed. Now Dad’s gone and here I sit at my weekend ritual.

Having a cappuccino.

I miss you Dad. Happy Father’s Day!

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