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 | TrackBack
Comments

What's good for the goose, Robert. Lest we forget the Gallic news babe. ;-)

Posted by: Gary at January 16, 2007 10:33 AM

True.....True......

Posted by: Robbo the LB at January 16, 2007 11:39 AM

Gallic drooling . . .

I think you've put me off coffee for a week, Robbo.

Posted by: The Colossus at January 16, 2007 11:52 AM

When 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