{"id":448,"date":"2011-11-27T19:05:33","date_gmt":"2011-11-27T23:05:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/marksisco.com\/blog\/?p=448"},"modified":"2011-11-27T19:14:52","modified_gmt":"2011-11-27T23:14:52","slug":"java","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marksisco.com\/?p=448","title":{"rendered":"It’s All About the Coffee"},"content":{"rendered":"

Thanksgiving is undoubtedly one of my favorite holidays, if not my most favorite.\u00a0 It is brief and to the point, not overly hyped, low key yet full of cheer, and we always spend it with close family and\/or friends.<\/p>\n

Also, any holiday on which we visit my brother Mike and his family in Columbia, TN is a great holiday.\u00a0 This Thanksgiving was no exception.\u00a0 An relatively newly established ritual for Mike and me is our\u00a0 morning visits to Buckhead Coffee, the only coffee shop in town.\u00a0 It’s a guy thing, and so it’s usually just the two of us.\u00a0 Sometimes Dale (my son-in-law) joins us if he and Em are visiting and stay overnight.<\/p>\n

Buckhead is a quiet, quaint little house that has been converted to the wholesome goodness of expresso and anything related to the coffee bean.\u00a0 Their lattes are awesome, and they serve up lots of goodies from homemade banana bread to muffins to almost any seasonal baked treat you can think of.\u00a0 There is a stead flow of people in and out, but as with many small towns, never a mad rush of folks.\u00a0 It’s a warm, relaxing atmosphere.\u00a0 It’s homy.<\/p>\n

Mike and I always enjoy catching up on things over a hot latte.\u00a0 I’m pretty sure we’ve solved most major world problems while frequenting Buckhead the past 4-5 years (or at least they would be solved if the “powers that be” were listening and would execute our plan!).\u00a0 It’s a great time to reflect on family, growing up in nearby Hohenwald, Mike’s business ventures, sports, and most anything else that comes to mind.\u00a0 Then after a great chat, we head home with a latte for Dorine and a Sonic fountain coke for Kathy.\u00a0 All is good.<\/p>\n

These visits remind me of my childhood days when dad would stop by my grandmother’s house every morning on the way to work and have coffee with her.\u00a0 Daddy loved his mom, and wouldn’t take a million dollars for those daily visits.\u00a0 They didn’t partake in fancy lattes, of course.\u00a0 As a matter of fact, I can vividly remember my dad grumbling about the fact that “Mama ‘Co” as we called her, would brew the coffee at 3am when she got up, then keep it warm on the floor furnace until he came at 7am.\u00a0 Lukewarm on the floor furnace, by the way.\u00a0 She raised 5 kids as a single mother during the depression, so she knew how to cut every corner.\u00a0 Keeping the stove on to heat coffee would have been a waste of money and resource, even though she could well afford it by the 70’s and 80’s.\u00a0 The floor furnace was already warm, so why not kill two birds with one stone!\u00a0 She conserved in everything she did.\u00a0 Even though daddy grumbled, we all knew the coffee wasn’t the reason he was there every morning.<\/p>\n

And to just think … Mike and I didn’t even like coffee until a few years ago.\u00a0 \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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Latte from Buckhead Coffee - Columbia, TN<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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