cluttered kitchen table and a laptop

a handpainted napkin holder that we just picked up from claygrounds paint your own pottery studio
even though we don't have any napkins to put in it
a chefs knife and cutting board left from dinner preparation
a chipped maroon bowl with one, no, two, strawberries in it. they weren't very good, which is why there are still two left. when you have to leave the top half of the strawberry uneaten because its white and tasteless you really know that genetic engineering of vegetables is not the solution to the worlds problems.
obligatory salt shaker
cordless phone
bank statement, just reconciled.
calculator
empty water glass
there's more stuff, but if i keep writing you'll find out how messy i actually am and it's too early in our relationship to reveal that.

and me sitting here typing and wondering if my kids are asleep. they left today for three days at camp muskingham somewhere in southern ohio. it's too quiet around here. i miss them. this is the first time they have both been gone at the same time and my heart hurts. its a physical sensation not just something i am whining about.



i suppose i should include something about coffee since i titled this superbarista

cleveland needs a superbarista. because the list of coffee houses that i just read needs more culture, more creativity, better quality coffee, more care and more sizzle. and wouldn't it be up to a superbarista, or many superbaristii to bring that about? otherwise the death spiral of cleveland's economy continues. because as steve goldberg says, coffee is the fuel of creativity. and jim o'bryan with his studio strength blend would agree.