Saturday mornings are a great time to visit Klekolo. This morning, Psychedelic Rick is serving up coffee and pastry treats to the sounds of Thelonious Monk. There’s casual conversation inside and outside the coffee shop. There’s even a few pick up games of chess happening. So if you’re looking for Read more…
I had a nightmare last night. I looked out the window and leaves were yellow, branches bare and a cold wind seemed to blow. Like that, summer was gone. This is probably symptomatic only of the air conditioner overcranking in my bedroom, but, sad fact is August is about to Read more…
I did some checking and found curious coincidences between Middletown, home of Klekolo, and London, Ontario, Canada, where I imbibe my Klekolo coffee. Both cities have the nickname, “the Forest City,” presumably about our shared affection for Tom Hanks movies. Both cities featured largely in Middlesex County, well at least Read more…
I don’t mean Klekolo’s. It’s just a sad day. I asked last week if anyone had cause to blend their own beans. Today I am drinking such a blend, using the last of my Café Mam and Papua New Guinea beans. Also, a refinement from last week, I found an Read more…