One Half Pound of Pure Colombian Wow!

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Across all the years I had a ready passport, I used it but once — and bravely drove across the border into Canada.

With a another man’s wife.

In an old pickup truck, kind of like “Bertha” (my HP B9180 printer): you never knew if it was going to work.

But that’s another story for another time.

Now I have more than 550 Facebook buddies all over the world, would I had the business to visit them all!

And the ready passport.

I think I can do something about that, for I believe I shall again have to escape to Canada (in J. Peterman style: “for a cup of exceptionally crafted Java Mama roasted bean brewed somewhere in that movie making Canadian town that competes with Baltimore”).

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Roasted by my namesake, Susan Oppenheim.

If you’re in Toronto and see her at her roaster, say hello (no need to mention the, um, international travel . . . it was a long time ago . . . memorable . . . yet still  . . . back there a ways).

And one more note (while I’m sipping the goods): unless you plan on falling asleep somewhere around, oh, say 5 a.m., this is not bedtime coffee!

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One Response to One Half Pound of Pure Colombian Wow!

  1. Thank you
    I roast out of my building where I live by appointment-free cookies and a cup n every visit

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