At the end of one long week, just getting ready to start the next one, with the kids in bed, its time for a treat.
There was a coffeehouse I used to go to a million years ago when I was eighteen – we would sit there for hours talking, playing cards, listening to whoever was on the open mike. They were open until late at night and I can still remember walking into the warm crowded room, making my way amongst the tables through the amber light and clouds of smoke to a spot along the wall, dropping my bag and coat to hold the table and then heading to the counter to place my order.
My favorite thing to order was an Espresso Sundae – vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup, drowned in a shot of espresso and topped with whipped cream. The combination of cold sweet ice cream and hot bitter espresso is really something special.