Alabama: Tuesday was a fickle Spring day, Wednesday was a rainy, stultifying Summer day, Thursday was—gasp!— a perfect Fall day, Today it’s Winter, and not the fun kind of winter day you can enjoy or complain about.
Me? Since even the best coffees are bitter, I prefer mine to taste like a donut. (I also believe the idea of ice coffee came from moms who had no choice but to learn to drink their forgotten caffeine cold.)
Alabama: Tuesday was a fickle Spring day, Wednesday was a rainy, stultifying Summer day, Thursday was—gasp!— a perfect Fall day, Today it’s Winter, and not the fun kind of winter day you can enjoy or complain about.