Oh my God. We are soulmates.
To paraphrase the late Ron Ziegler, press secretary to the equally dead former president Richard M. Nixon, that statement is inoperative.
There he is! Was just thinking of you! A little Deacon Blue as I readied myself to to to the ballgame. (Not the Red Sox)
Cats come and go at the oddest times.
We stayed at All Star Sports and had a great coffee maker with real ice cold milk. Itās called the food court. DDP gave us refillable mugs and all the coffee my wife could drink. Now Iām sure this will make some upset but I canāt stand coffee, the taste or the smell. I have made millions of pots of coffee I worked for the busiest coffee store WAWA had at one point in time coffee rush started at 4am and did not stop till 10am. I might win some favor with my friends from the UK with this, I love a good cup of tea though. Tea any way, plain, wilk, sugar, sweetener, honey, hot, cold, iced, just not hot with lemon or chi.
Maybe it was my years in the Navy drinking sludge, but Iām pretty easy; as long as it tastes somewhat like coffee, and smells somewhat like coffee, Iām OK with it. Of course freshly burr-ground 100% Kona or Blue Mountain brewed at precisely the correct temperature for precisely the right amount of time using only fresh spring water is wonderful, but I wonāt turn my nose up at Folgerās made with tap water if thatās whatās available. There is one exception - I CANNOT stand instant coffee. I donāt care if itās NescafĆ©, Tasters Choice, or Starbucks - thereās a chemical taste that I just cannot do. On a daily basis I drink my coffee black, but if Iām out at a coffee shop Iāll have a mocha or a latte - or maybe just do a cafe au lair. Coffee must be hot; I have no use for iced coffee or the ācoffee milkshakesā that are so popular at coffee shops.
I am not a coffee drinker, either. I much prefer a big glass of ice water in the morning. I do love hot chocolate. So the closest I get to coffee is mocha (with an extra shot of chocolate). I like hot tea as well, but no sugar or honey.
LIES!!! Thereās this persistent urban legend that Disney āhotelsā are full-service venues with climate control, running water, electricity, and food service. Just look at the number of chat threads beseeching the wisdom of those who trod the dangerous and lonely road before as to the places one might secure the basic necessities of life before stepping off into the terra incognita of WDW.
While I last stayed deluxe in nineteen-dickedy-doo, I have perused the Instagrammophoneā¢ and seen that the Polynesian Tiki-Tacky Retirement Palace is using for guest accommodations the very Boy Scout tents from Camp Aquila in New Milford, Connecticut, my troop helped strike in the fall of 1984 when the Council sold off the land. And they were old then!
What does this ramble have to do with coffee at the food court?
Joe, meet Kitteh. Play nice. Youāre both friends of mine.
Iām trying but I read it 4 times and Iām still lost need some help understanding thatās all
Excuse me, Ms. DVC Stooge. Your Disney apologia wonāt stand in the way of brave truth-telling.
Lol, are you the only one allowed to call @BGK ākittenā? Whenever I āseeā him I think ā King Catā.
See? Regal!
^^^^ Thisā¦
Oh myā¦I have missed the roar of the KING KAT!!
Then youāre doing fine.
KitteH not kitteN
He is the King Cat tho
White chocolate, while poorly named indeed, is delicious.