La Vida Love

On July 12, 2011 I will celebrate six years of blogging bliss.

It all started with a day of Blueberry picking and big cup of coffee.

I spent many days contemplating the name of this blog, and I finally decided it would be named after my favorite coffee from my favorite store in Fort Worth, TX.

For many years I went to a Thursday morning bible study at Christ Chapel Bible Church and on my way home I would stop at the Central Market for a pound of La Vida Dulce coffee and three (or five) dozen still-hot-from-the-griddle tortillas.

Oh. I miss that place.

I will never forget the afternoon (and I've blogged about this before, but can't find it in the archives) when I went directly to the coffee section and couldn't find the big-bulk barrel of my java junkie joy.

In a panic I chased down the first Foodie I could find (one of their employees) and begged to know the reason for the beverage brush-off.

"Discontinued." she said. As if she hadn't a care in the world.

And she pointed me to another flavor that was good, but not what I wanted.

I hadn't had a cuppa that wonderful brew since.

Oh. I miss that coffee.

Yesterday, as I went to get the mail, I smelled the tell-tale signs that someone sweet had sent me another coffee package. (I have some of the BEST enablers friends in the world who send me coffee from time-to-time....for no reason at all...isn't that amazing?)

I had been warned that there might be a package coming this week, but I really had no idea that the surprise would be so...surprising!

Anyway, I opened the box and smelled the aroma and felt the package like a kid at Christmas and knew it was coffee. A lot of coffee. But I made myself wait until I had hiked up our hill before I ripped open the package.

I couldn't believe what it was....

Two pounds of dark- roasted deliciousness.

The package is BIGGER than our industrial-sized cheese!

I immediately called up my friend and she told me the story of how she managed to special order these beans...and it wasn't easy...and it took a long time.

Oh. I miss that girl.

But, here I am sipping away, and feeling lavishly loved.

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Lara, 

"Thank you" isn't enough, but thank you.

I wish, wish, wish we could be sitting together (as we used to do each Tuesday morning)with warm mugs in our hand and good conversation on our lips. 

Oh that I could hug your neck...

love,

Kellie