January 16, 2007
Pimping For Coffee
There's a middle aged Frenchman who owns a little cafe in our neck of the woods who has something of a thing for the Missus. Eager to please her, he'll personally roast a fresh batch of coffee beans when she lets him know she needs them.
I don't interfere because the coffee is so damn good. Given that, what's a little Gallic drooling?
Right?
Posted by Robert at January 16, 2007 10:23 AM | TrackBackWhat's good for the goose, Robert. Lest we forget the Gallic news babe. ;-)
Posted by: Gary at January 16, 2007 10:33 AMTrue.....True......
Posted by: Robbo the LB at January 16, 2007 11:39 AMGallic drooling . . .
I think you've put me off coffee for a week, Robbo.
Posted by: The Colossus at January 16, 2007 11:52 AMWhen I was a teen, I used to shop at a Jewish deli where the owner always added a little something extra to my orders because I was such a nice Jewish kid. I'm not actually Jewish, but there was no way I was going to explain that to him. Although I was a nice kid. Just not very honest, apparently.
Posted by: utron at January 16, 2007 04:10 PM