Cup of Joe
Currently reading:
Devices and Desires by PD James
Out There Screaming, edited by Jordan Peele
An American Sunrise by Joy Harjo
Books finished this week: 0
Library updates:
Coffee is perfect, and I drink a lot of it. Especially once it gets cold out and I want to feel cozy, I turn to my favorite hot bev for a pick-me-up. I usually just make one cup at a time with my Keurig, but sometimes in the colder months, when I’m working from home or just know I’ll be around the house most of the day, I’ll make an entire pot for myself. It’s been feeling like proper fall the last few weeks, and so I made a pot of coffee a couple mornings ago. I don’t know if I was especially tired or just procrastinating, but as I set up the machine, my mind began to wander.
I’ve had my coffee pot since college. In our apartment in Allston, we had a Keurig and that worked well enough for the three of us. But junior year, I had an internship where I’d gotten pretty close with my boss——shout out to SJ, the first in a thankfully very long line of amazing professional women who have acted as mentors in my career——and she seemed aghast when I revealed that my roommates and I didn’t own a coffee pot. A few weeks later, on one of the last days before winter break, I was given a present from my boss and the team: a coffee pot.
Obviously, I still have that machine, and I use it regularly. It’s a really nice reminder of that particular time in my life——getting to feel like a professional for the first time, meeting and learning from so many wonderful people, one time getting to hold giant scissors at a ribbon-cutting. I might cry the day that coffee pot finally gives out (knock on all the wood that doesn’t happen anytime soon).
As I was reminiscing, I reminded myself that the Keurig I own now was also a gift. It belonged to a friend’s grandmother, and my friend gave it to me after her grandmother died, because I was moving into my place and she knew I needed coffee. Coffee is kind of the foundation of my friendship with this friend, the thing that brought us together as adolescents, when there wasn’t much else we could do but use the twenty bucks our parents gave us to get a fancy coffee drink and a sweet treat, and maybe have something leftover to buy a tiny knock-off Gucci purse.
Anyhow, I didn’t finish any books this week (though I bought plenty——see below), so I decided to ramble at you a bit. When I needed a new book to dive into, my brain immediately brought me back to PD James, my guiding light at the coziest times of the year. Reach out and tell me what you’re reading and what you think I should read next!
Closing thoughts:
Make yourself a cup of coffee and relax.
Total books read from the Moratorium Library: 184
(Total books added to the Moratorium Library: 377)
I spent last Sunday afternoon at the newly renovated and freshly reopened Barnes & Noble in Park Slope with Britt (hi, Britt!). Of course, I had to celebrate with some treats.
And yesterday, Saturday, Britt and I went to the grand opening of Love and Legends and then stopped in at Ripped Bodice, and, well...
Top five books from Ripped Bodice, bottom four from Love and Legends!
