Fog

there is a light fog obscuring houses at the end of the street as i write this. i kinda like foggy days, especially when they mirror my own mental haziness. fog is REALLY cool when something unexpected emerges from it... like an el camino or a time traveler! i don't know if any studies have been done about it, but coffee consumption seems to spike on a fog-filled day. it just feels right to have a mug with a little steam coming off it when the day is equally & visually obscured by fog. 2010 will come to an end in a few days, and 2011 will rear it's brand new head. i hope it gets foggy again.

The Night Before The Night Before Christmas

it's one night early, but here's a little something from louis armstrong. merry christmas.

Attention Shoppers!

hey all you last minute christmas shoppers, homer's is here for you! if you can get to homer's before 11:30am christmas eve there are still GREAT gifts available for that 'hard-to-buy for' someone:

gift baskets with coffee & sweets
specialty chocolates and/or cookies
a pound of coffee
$5, $10, $20 gift certificates

O (Little) Christmas Tree

when the weather gets cold, and radio stations start playing christmas music early, jenny and i hold out longer than others to put up our tree. some years the commercial holiday experience feels like a black hole pulling us in whether we feel like it or not. when we can't take it anymore we pull the silver tree out of it's box. this is the extent of our christmas decorations... well, this and a gumby stocking under our string of christmas cards.



it's not an un-merry christmas, it's just an experience in moderation. come by homer's sometime and share your holiday stories, 'cause the world don't move to the beat of just one drum... pa-rump-a-pum-pum.

The Night I Followed My Nose

ok... this is kinda random... but it DOES have something to do with coffee. 20 years ago, jenny and i lived in downtown Kansas City, MO... 8th and walnut to be exact. there used to be a banner on the side of the apartment complex that read "if you lived here, you'd be home by now." we thought that was a cool promotion and moved in. my friend chris mull let us borrow his TV (we only had a stereo at the time), and he visited us often. one night after jenny was asleep, chris and i got out, bounced a tennis ball off the sides of parking garages, and explored the neighborhood. after awhile we were overwhelmed by the strong smell of coffee, and literally started walking in the direction it was coming from. we stepped over alot of broken glass, and wondered if we would get blamed for it, but we never saw any police. eventually we found the source of the coffee smell. it was coming out of a building where a certain brand of coffee is made. since that time i realize that there are MANY different coffee smells, even though i can only think of three right now... the memory of that industrial coffee smell will always be tied to meandering the empty streets of KC, while avoiding broken glass.

Mmmmmm!

it's been about a week since homer's added hot sandwiches to the menu... they are awesome. the smell of bacon on the griddle does it for me. right now the sandwich choices include turkey, ham, cheese, avocado, and bacon of course. i remember when drew and i toasted croissants years ago. the aroma of that buttered goodness always pulled someone away from their laptop to ask "what are you making that smells so good?" yesterday, croissants... today, sandwiches... tomorrow, who knows?