Jane Sherwood Ace Quotes

I bought an espresso maker and coffee maker and make them myself every day.

I used to work in Starbucks.

I drink at least a couple of espressos every day and love the flavor of coffee.

Coffee doesn't need a menu, it needs a cup. That's all it needs! Maybe a saucer underneath the cup — that's it.

I love coffee. It's one of my favorite things in the world, and I love tasting different coffees.

I like my coffee light.

I make a mean cup of coffee, if you give me the right ingredients.

I always start my day with a red-eye misto - two shots, extra hot, extra foam - from Starbucks.

I've been told I make a very good brew.

I love air conditioning and Starbucks.

We've gone through many different permutations of coffee-making, from grinding our own beans to the regular drip to an iced coffee maker.

I'm a huge coffee drinker.

I remember my grandmother drying wild coffee berries in the sun, then hulling and roasting them for her own cup of coffee each morning.

My most prized possession is my coffeemaker!

I love a mocha latte!

I'm obsessed with coffee.

I love to go to the bar close by for a good espresso and have a chat with the bartender.

I'm a big coffee drinker, and I like the ritual of using a French press - plus it makes great coffee.

I drink coffee every day, either espresso or cortado, which is two shots espresso and steamed milk.

A wine shop was open and I went in for some coffee. It smelled of early morning, of swept dust, spoons in coffee-glasses and the wet circles left by wine glasses.

But what is coffee, but a noxious berry, Born to keep used-up Londoners awake?

I ordered a coffee and a little something to eat and savored the warmth and dryness. Somewhere in the background Nat King Cole sang a perky tune. I watched the rain beat down on the road outside and told myself that one day this would be twenty years ago.

And Mocha's berry, from Arabia pure, In small fine china cups, came in at last. Gold cups of filigree, made to secure the hand from burning, underneath them place. Cloves, cinnamon and saffron, too, were boiled Up with the coffee, which, I think, they spoiled.

Customers don't always know what they want. The decline in coffee-drinking was due to the fact that most of the coffee people bought was stale and they weren't enjoying it. Once they tasted ours and experienced what we call "the third place" ... a gathering place between home and work where they were treated with respect.. they found we were filling a need they didn't know they had.

Those of you watching and listening, get a cup of coffee or a spot of tea and join us back here in just a few moments.