Mount This!
Tuesday, 5 October 2010 | 11:01 pm

I agree, though my coffee is actually a large cup of ice-blended mocha topped with whipped cream. Oh my God. I want one so bleeping bad. I'm salivating. This is what happens when I deny myself mocha consumption for the day: I envision it so frequently, I can almost taste it.
And a good book to go with it: Beirut 39.
I love that book.