Morning Reading

After reading a blog post about getting back to reading, I realized how little I read books, these days. I start at 3 or 4 am, writing, working out, and working all before my family wakes up. It’s not bad as I am an early riser, naturally, and those are my best hours, creatively. But I am asleep, early, and my day is packed! However, I know I need reading, and I need to read what I love.

This morning, I pulled two favorite authors, Joyce Carol Oates and Sylvia Plath, off my shelf and decided I would read one new short story that I haven’t already read from each book until I finish.

I started inside, early, in my living room, and I moved out to the fire pit and I get to enjoy a glorious sunrise and cool morning weather.

Happy Reading,

J.

Sunday Morning Beignets

Here in north Florida, we are enjoying a decadent Sunday morning breakfast of beignets, mimosas, and coffee, outside!

A good morning sea breeze and cooler morning temps (not 95) is the promise of cool fall days around the corner.

I haven’t attempted to make beignets from scratch. I love Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans – my favorite place besides my home here at the beach and Tallahassee (my hometown). So, I use their beignet mix. I mean, if it ain’t broke, why fix it? I have found the mix at Publix, mostly.

We are grateful that hurricane Dorian most likely has turned back to the Atlantic, and I hope my friends and colleagues throughout the state are relaxing this morning, as well. I also hope the storm simply dissipates and does nothing more than provide awesome surf for good folks all along the east coast.

Cheers,

J.

Grounds in Coffee Almost Ruined my Morning…Almost

Has this ever happened to you? A foggy-headed morning, you shuffle into the kitchen, set the coffee filter perfectly into the coffee pot, despite being groggy, and you press start. A few agonizing minutes coupled with the glorious smell of a strong, dark brew, and it’s ready. Finally.

You stir in your whatever- additives: cream, milk, sugar, sweetener. And then, those pesky little grounds rise to the surface, taunting you.

Boy, did they make me mad this morning! I fumbled for another coffee filter, opened the canister to make another cup, and the coffee-fix-it gods descended upon me. A filter! A fine sieve.

Coffee hack 101: when you get unwanted grounds in your coffee, find a sieve. Save the coffee!

See. Who needs coffee for brilliant morning ideas? It was the threat of not having the cup I wanted that inspired me, I guess.

Happy morning coffee drinker, my favorite Shakespearean Insults mug, pre make-up and all!