But first, coffee.

I love coffee in the morning.

I love drinking coffee in the morning.

I don't know if you've heard about this, but people say that Ilonggos are very fond of coffee. Indeed we really are, in the early morning.. in the late lunch.. right before sunset.. and probably in the midnight, too.

When I was a little kid, back home in our old town, my dad would get the mugs and the coffee blends on the table ready before my two sisters and I even wake up in the morning. The thermos's hot by the side, and a basket of pandesal is served. Hot pandesal. He'd probably be somewhere out already, gathering dried and fallen leaves in the backyard or chopping firewood, had his cup of coffee long ahead of us that morning, and has long started his "today". I've always loved that feel every morning when I wake up, and I always have thanked dad and the coffee god every time I make a cup of my own. Secretly.

"Step 1.. 2.. 3.. hmmm."

My cup of coffee is basically just a mix of hot water, milk powder, coffee, and brown sugar. No dimensions or measurements whatsoever. I put all the magic powders into my cup, pour the hot water, and stir with hope and pure delight. It just turns out to be as orgasmic and as hmmm as ever. Almost always.

And I'm well damn served and well damn good to go live the day.

Make a cup of your own coffee today. Drink and live!

"Coffee is always a good idea."  - said all the coffee drinkers of the world