four years ago, long before the cancer pinchered him, Gary offered me the last of the Jamaican Blue Coffee he had in his freezer. We made it up in a french press he had in great big white mugs.
There were bagels and I made my scrambled eggs,
scrambled eggs youu should know by now are less than cooked eggs with milk and more like custard
with just a little fresh ground tellicherry pepper ground fresh over them.
The coffee tasted like coffee.
but then I think this is music
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Joe(pass the apple butter)Nation