50 Shades of Crema (a coffee confession of sorts)

“The luscious aromatic intoxication I held up to my lips warmed my insides like the soft caress of a silk wrap embracing the smooth virgin shoulders of a young starlet at her Hollywood premier debut….”

Yup, I wrote that. And yes, I am obsessed with an intoxicating shot of espresso where the crema slowly slithers down the inside wall of my cup in slow motion seeming to whisper in a low sultry voice, “You come here often?”