(August 12, 2011 at 2:31 pm)thesummerqueen Wrote: Heathen, am I? Slave to the rich dark liquid? Oh yes. I greet it like a lover every morning, the scent alone enough to arouse me. The cup should be cradled in your hands to share in its warmth, your head bowed over the steam in reverence and supplication. Its taste is complex and bittersweet, as if you poured all the feelings of your greatest romance into one porcelain sleeve. Heathen? Most assuredly.
Go away Nigella