Short Black.

A Short black expresso coffee reminds me of my Father who would always have a coffee morning noon and night. Mum and Dads house always had that aroma of coffee. Waking up to that smell is a memory I hold close to my heart, because that memory is my Dad. A short black coffee reminds me of my crazy funny Italian uncles. There was always time for a short black anytime of the day, it was our get together thing, sharing an expresso and having a laugh and trust me we laughed a lot. Expresso coffee reminds me of my childhood, my family, my friends. It is so amazing how one small thing can mean so much in so many ways and so many memories too. Hold on to those special moments whether it be a coffee, a moment or anything that means something because it’s with those special things that brings us happiness.