My love affair with coffee began at a young age. Coffee candy, coffee ice cream, and even the occasional cup of coffee at my grandmother's house (hopefully decaf) with enough milk and sugar in it to make it unrecognizable. Coffee nonetheless.
Over ten years ago, the coffee gods smiled upon me when I married into a coffee family. Not just a family that liked coffee, but a family that roasted coffee. And so, gone were my college days of drinking instant coffee with sugary sweet creamer in it. Follow me as I learn all about how to be a coffee wife.
