Brian the Blogger!

I have to apologize for not posting in the past couple of weeks.  I had a computer issue where my power pack went out.  After getting some help from a few friends, a got the power pack replaced (which I did myself with a bro's help) and I'm back in business! Thanksgiving has always been my personal favorite holiday.  Many centuries ago when I was a kid, the family always gathered at my house for food and fun.  My Mom delighted in the holiday as well.  I remember she got a turkey in the oven at the butt crack of dawn and the smell of that bird cooking would make us all crazy until it was done.  In addition to the turkey, Mom would make Chex Mix.  Man, I can still smell that now.  She would get the indigents and throw it together and after one hour in the oven, we all chowed down!  Now you can buy Chex Mix in bags at the grocery store.  No thanks!  The homemade version is always the best!  This weekend I am having some guys over for Euchre and I plan to make some of that belove

Hi, my name is Brian and I'm a coffee addict. The old saying goes admitting your addiction is half the battle.  That being said, I want to talk about one of my favorite beverages.  You guess it:  coffee! Now I do come from a family of coffee drinkers.  Both sets of my grandparents were coffee drinkers.  My Dad and my brother are coffee drinkers.  My Mom...not so much.  Oh well.  I think tea was her brew of choice.  Paula started off not liking coffee, but she now helps me indulge my need for caffeine! If memory serves, I was drinking coffee from a very early age:  four years old.  Yup, you read that right.  I was not even in kindergarten when I started drinking coffee.  The story goes that my maternal grandma started me drinking coffee.  I recall from way back that black coffee was disgusting.  I still have that thought.  But she added the cream and sugar and that was all she wrote for me.  As I recall, my parents were not exactly thrilled that my grandma had given me coffee.