I’m reminded why I looooove white mocha’s. With whip cream please. That I should have picked up a straw before I started sipping away at the coffee deliciousness. That whip cream can and does go up my nose. And to hear the sounds of my friend and fellow photographer Jennifer Pearce laugh was definitely worth the whip cream up the nose.

I’m reminded that there is no better way to spend a Spring afternoon than hanging out at Upper Crust. White mocha in hand, cheesecake brownie by my side and a good friend across from me.

It’s small, but sweet moments like these that make me very very thankful.

Drinking a Mocha

Thank you to Jen for capturing this moment on her camera phone.

And, yes all that sugar, seemingly a good idea at the time…I’m reminded that it gives me a massive headache. But it doesn’t matter, I wouldn’t have changed a thing.

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Milan
March 29, 2010
"That's how we drink it in Belgium. It's called a Belgian Dip." Dr. Evil
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