Iced Coffee

Somehow Calgary is yielding itself to lots of weather posts these days, I wonder why….

Folks who know me know that I am pretty much a coffee aficionado, aka coffee snob. I prefer French Press coffee complete with oils but will bend and give in to a drip brew if it hasn’t been passed through a paper filter. At least that is when I am at home.

On the road I am happy if I can make fresh coffee in my apartment and it is a bonus if I can grind the beans just before brewing in these cases. Tuesday was one of those days, I had enough time in the morning to brew a pot and nurture a cup of java while getting ready for work. And on my way out the door had the forethought to pour a to go cup and top it off with soy milk. Heck, I even remembered to take it (and my lunch) with me to the car, often one or the other or both of those get left behind in my bleary eyed morning state.

That though was the end of the brilliance as upon arriving at the office I left the coffee in the car. Realizing this shortly after getting to my desk I could have gone back out for it, but it was at least -20 C so I thought better of braving the elements and bought a cup of the not so tasty and definitely weak work stock.

So there was my coffee, in the console in the car, all alone and very cold as I navigated through my day. And upon arriving home after work and dinner and a movie (yes, the much anticipated part 1 of the 7th movie in a series that opened on the 19th) I had a cup of coffee slush. I am not sure how much more frozen it was before the drive home during which the car at least started to warm up, but it was definitely a unique version of iced coffee. No, I didn’t taste it, I am just letting it warm up to pouring temperature.

Wendy