Some of you longtime Scramblers (I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you long timers!) might remember that The Scramble was built around my mom’s weekly menu planning habit when I was growing up. My mom is an organizational genius and a great problem solver, so I had to share this private note I received from her after last week’s column about my coffee desperation during the blizzard.
“Hi, Honey. In reading your column (which I love to do), I was reminded of the worry I had going to Honduras in 1987 that I might not find my coffee fix (little did I know how important coffee was to the people there!). So I took along edible espresso beans–maybe chocolate covered, just to get the “fix” if needed–which it wasn’t. A little stash of those in your home might allay the coffee anxiety.”
Much love, Mom









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