Coffee + friendship what could be better.
You can put the world to rights over coffee. It doesn't have the 'mad moment' connotations of plans made while in vino. coffee chat, coffee ideas, coffee plans always seems just a tad more realistic.
It is down to earth, it is boosting, it is warming of hands and tummy too. Whether you are curled up on the sofa gabbing over cake crumbs, huddled in a cafe on a rainy Monday morning comparing notes on a dull weekend or even basking in sunshine at a French pavement cafe – there is just something so special about having a cup of steaming hot coffee with a friend.
There are of course risks involved. Just like anything else there is a downside that must be faced.
There is the 'Too much of a good thing' syndrome. Yep, the dreaded one coffee too many and a caffeine rush that has you feeling the hairs growing out of your head and standing to quivering attention. Has you wincing at sunlight and jigging on the spot like the floor has turned to fire.
There is also the dreaded moustache moment. Now this one happens to me all the time. I really should put my foot down, come over all demanding and say 'No Chocolate' when I ask for a coffee. You see the chocolate, no matter how little there is, just seems to gravitate towards me and adhere to my upper lip rather like the proverbial shit on a shoe. I can never seem to walk out of a coffee shop without that little brown grin of no confidence just peeking from the corner of my mouth, or, God forbid, the full Marx brothers experience lip line.
It's not as if I don't delicately wipe my mouth, lick my lips and try to remove evidence of my wanton addiction to the cappuccino stuff. It just seems that the minute I've done cleaning up my smile I will take that final sip and be done for. I usually don't notice my smile addition until I have done some shopping, talked to a few people and then got into the car. It is at this point that I'll look in the rear view mirror and go 'Yeeeauch!' (or words to that effect).
So today when I meet Lis for coffee I shall say no to the chocolate, or I'll stir it all in, or I'll drink away from the damn stuff, or I'll flick it off like a ten year old boy – or I'll have forgotten all about this and I'll enjoy every mouthful. I'll love the chat and the planning, the ideas and the friendship. Then I'll walk outside and smile with a lovely splat of chocolate just peeking from the corner of my mouth.
Why change the habits of a lifetime……