It is still coffee, and I still love it.

I love coffee, I remember the first time I really enjoyed coffee. It was with my dad. He had an espresso maker and one evening decided that us kids, and we were kids should try some. It was in the evening and he got out the cute tiny cups and made us each coffee and we each put in a large amount of sugar. It was rich thick and sweet. Of course we were bouncing off the walls that evening. But it was a remarkable taste.

Since then I have drank coffee black so dark so lovely. When I add cream sometimes just a touch so it is a deep brown or with so much you could ask if I was drinking cream with sugar. On ice plain is another lovely vision, or on ice with cream and some hazelnut flavoring. Each time I drink the coffee I have so many options add sugar, add spices, add ice or cream. Just go to a coffee shop, look at the choices. Wow…

Now there are some of you who do not like coffee, that is okay. The same can be said about cakes. Add strawberries and you have a lovely pink cake. Heck I love cake batter and I have never had a piece of cake I did not love.

God created us humans in his image. We are pink, sometimes red with too much sun, tan, dark, tall, short, fat, skinny, young and old. There are a bunch of us who are spicy, some are sweet or bitter, smooth, or nutty. The combinations are unlimited. Still human and still very much loved.