Gold manicure -- I am a convert!
[Thought I'd have grown tired of gold everything by now. But no.]
More importantly though, what I am drinking is the best cup of iced coffee ever:
Cold brew baby!
If I needed yet another reason to love New Orleans, that Grandma & Blue Plate mayonnaise jar bit would serve.
"N.O. New Orleans Brew Concentrate" (the yellow one) is probably my favorite American coffee. Coffee, when brewed cold & slow yields an amazingly rich, non-bitter, non-acidic flavor. I'll grant that it's an acquired taste -- although I think I acquired it the moment I tried it.
Since more often than not I'm out of the(!) N.O.Brew Concentrate, I usually just end up brewing my own.
There are various recipes out there, some involving chicory. What I basically do is this:
…although it's the House of the Rising Sun {Bob Dylan version} for me this morning.
God I love this coffee. Loving them gold nails too. {Careful though, they are one bad apparel-related choice away from being too Las Vegas-y.}
Until next time.
Agnes
