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K is for Kaffee Klatsch

I seem to write about coffee a lot. I think there's a book in that somewhere. Partly because I know I should write about what I know and love, and partly because I need to get this out of my system. I could begin a new book that revolves around coffee, perhaps a murder mystery or something devilishly good. That goes well with a cup of joe too.

Anyway, what is a kaffee klatsch? Just the best thing ever.

It is, by Webster's dictionary definition, of german origin and is "an informal gathering for drinking coffee and talking."

Um, hello? That's so great. In fact, I do this a lot with my sisters and family. Well maybe not a lot, but when we can, we ge together on saturday mornings, and we talk .. a lot. And we drink coffee ... a lot.

So, if you ever, EVER need an excuse for yet another reason why you need to go to coffee with a friend, the reason is your "activity" is defined in the dictionary. You have legitimate meeting, with a legitimate meaning, and it is therefore your right to excercise your freedom to drink and talk ... over coffee. And add books or writing elements to it, and it's practically a tax write off.

I think I'm done writing about coffee, for this A to Z blogging festival. Not because I don't want to, but because I think you might throw things at me if I do. I should have a coffee blog, about all things coffee.

And if you're feeling the need to read more about coffee, read this Ode to Coffee, which was my "C is for Coffee" day last week.

I have to go now, and refill my cup with coffee. See you tomorrow, where I shall write about something other than coffee, that begins with the letter L.

Something other than L is for "light roast" or "latte"... you see my issues.

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  1. Hi, thanks for your comment on my blog. I'm now following you. And LOve Kaffee Klatches. My mother use to have them once a week at our house. I learned a lot as a kid sneaking listening to what the ladies gossiped about.

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  2. yum...coffee. I live in Portugal where coffee is a religion. There are nineteen billion different types (I know, I'm prone to exaggerate, but it's A LOT) and, if you're new to the country you need to take several weeks getting to know which one is right for you. I think the Portuguese coffee is so mellow - it's not bitter - because it's a blend of African with Brazilian beans. Yum...where's my coffee?

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  3. I'm a barista - I drink coffee, work with coffee, sometimes I dream about coffee and when I'm not working with coffee I am at a different coffee shop... drinking coffee. :) I love the definition of that! I definitely have informal gatherings to drink coffee and chat. It's the best! :)

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  4. Hello, Heather! I enjoyed this post! Buuut I don't enjoy coffee (which means more for you!) though I do love the smell of it!! The taste just never appealed to me :( I wish it tasted like its yummy fragrance. When I need a hot drink, I go for hot cocoa. So I hope you'll let me join your kaffee klatsch with a cup of koko instead. :)

    Hope you're having a great week and happy A to Z!!

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  5. I'm not a big coffee drinker, but I love to smell it. At the grocery store, people think I'm a coffee junkie! Just gotta smell!!!

    But I will drink a little if I'm meeting someone over coffee during business hours.

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  6. you can't blog too much about coffee!

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  7. As if happens, I'm drinking a nice cup as I read this! Just makes me enjoy it all the more! : )

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