is, well, just waking up. I'm increasingly thankful for each day that comes, by Allah's permission.
The second best part of waking up is (non-coffee drinkers, you are excused from reading further) : coffee.
Especially the kind brought to us by traveling friends from afar, who made room in their luggage for 1.49 kilograms of ground delight.
And yes, it's Folger's, so you can sing that little jingle now.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
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Salaams Sis:
ha ha ha - and we have you all bring us Arab coffee in your luggage!
My first thought in the morning is coffee!
Safiyyah,
Salam. Ha ha is right! I love the way the Arabic coffee roasteries smell, and I love "qahweh sada," but I just can't get into drinking Turkish coffee. I'll give it as a gift, though! If you want some, I'll be happy to oblige you.
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