The Great Sanka Switch – Think You Can Tell the Difference?

Perhaps you can detect the .3%?

Perhaps you can detect the .3%?

I just love coffee.  Truth be told, my coffee drinking represents my major source of my water intake.  Another truth be told, I guess I’m not a “real” coffee drinker because I don’t like it black – I love my flavored creamers.  I’ve drunk lots and lots of different coffee types and brands ranging from the major store brands to the Hawaiian and Costa Rican coffees to the Saudi coffee which is more like a tea/coffee combo (thank you Linda).  My wife and I agree though on our favorite coffee; Doka Estates in Costa Rica, their peaberry roast.  Can I tell the difference between the various roasts and brands?  I just know what I like.  Can I tell decaffeinated from ‘the real thing’?  Not if it’s a great tasting decaf blend like Cafe Britt’s of Costa Rica.

I once worked with a couple of young guys though who claimed they could tell the difference between regular and decaffeinated coffee.  Really?  Let’s see…. Continue reading

Kid Freedom – Bicycle Adventures in the 60’s

The Stingray

The Stingray

Are bicycles as important to young kids as much as they were when I was a boy? For us kids in the 60’s, a bicycle represented freedom from adults. It represented entertainment and adventures that we could not get from anywhere else. I’m sure that if we had an xbox 360, we would have had our faces glued to it all day just like kids do today. Video games seem to provide most of the elements to kids of today as a bike did for us back in the 60’s when I was growing up. But we didn’t have video games; we had bikes and our bicycle was our most prized possession.

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Leonard the Grinch – Peace in Death

The Grinch

The Grinch

My first real job where I collected a regular paycheck as a kid was when I got hired on at Taco Bell – I was 18.  I intend to write a couple of stories dedicated entirely to different aspects of those few years of early adulthood, but this story today is dedicated to one of the characters I met while working there – Leonard Collier. Continue reading

Up in Smoke – The Lost Boys

The usual suspects

The usual suspects

Everyone settle in and get comfortable. This story isn’t going to be one of my cutesy chasing my wife Kim, or even one of my stories where I attempt to be funny while retelling a fun memory. No, this will be a story of cleansing. It’s a story of a dark chapter in my life, one I wish I really didn’t have today, but I guess all of our experiences serve to form who we end up becoming. Some of you reading this might even have experiences much darker or of longer duration than mine. We either learn about ourselves from them or we slip further and further, deeper and deeper into a dark chasm from which perhaps we never crawl out of.

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My Hometown Family Doctor – Was He a Closet Doughnut Junkie?

Yummy!

Yummy!

I live in California today. I was born here, but only lived here for two years as a baby and then grew up in Hamilton, Ohio. There are of course lots of differences between each of the various states, but one thing that sticks out in California for me is Californians’ desire to keep the Mom & Pop shops alive. You can of course drive to a shopping mall where you can find all the chain stores and of course nearby you will find the Olive Gardens and Elephant Bars, but for the most part, the small shops thrive here still. They continue to battle and compete against Walmart, but all service related businesses tend to lean towards the sole proprietor and partnerships.

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