
Not even My Man stands between me and my one true love. People can spend eternity looking for the kind relationship I have developed with high quality espresso. When I was 20 my lesbian Aunt and her girlfriend came to stay with me in Wellington. We went into the city and ended up in a cafe. Up to this point in my life I had been a coffee virgin. After my 1st cappuccino (with chocolate) I was intrigued... by my 4th in a row I was enraptured... by my 8th I was addicted and hopelessly devoted to a love that grows stronger every day regardless of the dysentery my first infatuation caused. At it's peak I was spending over $250 per week on espresso alone. It was at this point that I purchased my 1st semi commercial machine.
Health professionals say that too much coffee is bad for you. If you think that could be true I suggest that you have a look at this website. Just remember that even if it might kill you it would still be one hell of a way to go. The flip side is that giving up coffee may not make you live longer but it could sure make the time you have drag on forever...
Having freely admitted that I have a drug of choice I mind as well hook you up with my favourite supplier - after all, what a friends for?
