I have a new mission ... to ween off my coffee addiction. I have discovered that even drinking many many cups of cappacinos without a single grain of sugar is very bad for you. Yes, the poison is in the creamy delicious milk we use at work. Not skim, not low-fat, it's full-fledge 100% milked from that fat cow. Ugh, how i hate to learn this fact from Oprah. So now, i'm trying to be good. Less coffee, more tea, and total coffee ban on weekends (that rule still waiting to be passed). So it deemed appropriate to gather for sunday tea and savour some fusion brew along side some very pink cupcakes on a four-tier platter. Despite the hefty dose of sugar, i did feel very zen after finishing the pot of orange 'n' cinnamon. I am proud, it's been 48 hours since i had my last fix and so far, i haven't punched any walls yet. It has to be a weekend of sweets and sugar. Last night's french birthday celebrations, we had a mountainous pile of goodies brought in by a very talented french pastry chef. And you know they make them good when you see him chilling out on the couch smoking pot ... job well done chef!
