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I grew up dipping pan de sal bread ripped in bite-size chunks into very milky and sweet coffee. I liked imitating my grandparents who I saw (and envied) drinking coffee in the morning. Yes, coffee has run through my veins even before I turned 10, so “hooked” cannot even begin to describe the deep roots of caffeine in my system. Ahhhh, coffee…to have these lips meet your warm and smooth kiss and hold me in deep till the last sip… God I love coffee. The end.

Happy Sunday everyone!

Taken on another snowy day, in the comforts of Cafe Artigiano in downtown Vancouver with my super handy Canon SD880.