Category Archives: Creamy

A Slight Clink Of Glass

If alcoholism didn’t run rampant in my family, Car Bombs would be a nightly guest in my house. No need for the whiskey, all we need is a shooter of sweet Bailey’s and an icy pint of creamy Guinness. I adore everything about this drink. The rush of beating every man at the table. The […]

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How Did I Get Here?

I have “episodes”. Hey, don’t give me that look. Perhaps you can relate. Scene #1: Cruising town in your car. The stereo is softly playing  this song and you are in a world of thought. Your mind is fluttering over memories and checklists. You find yourself sitting at a stop light. Wait a second! You […]

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This Will Make You Grateful

No day makes the blood beat in my brain as much as Thanksgiving does. It’s the pressure. Your grandma’s stuffing for mom, asparagus for Auntie, peas for Uncle Tod, creamed corn for your husband, and apple pie for your friend’s friend.  For three days you cook, skip showers, play hookie from work and chew mint […]

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You’re Lookin’ At Country

An excess of old-school country music and an obsession with The Coal Miner’s Daughter can do wonders for a girl’s vocabulary. Yes Sir Yes Ma’am, wonders ya’ll. A mysterious drawl has crept up on me and words that most college educated people shun….well…they are flowing from my mouth. Raised in Northern Virginia, most people I […]

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Worth Every Bean

Supporting oneself as a barista and functioning as a recovering coffeeholic is a sick and twisted joke. Five days a week I breathe in the rich aroma of this caffeinated beverage, causing every nerve in my body to scream for a perfectly crafted cappuccino. Java. Battery Acid. Brew. Mud. Gimme. Gimme. The gods must be […]

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