Saturday, November 24, 2007


My affair with Moroccan Mint latte was not love at first sip. I had always been faithful to Chai. I never even give others of its kind another thought. It all started one evening this year. I was approaching the counter in great need of the ruddy strong warmth gushing through my inner being. What? No Chai. No, I don't want any other, I pouted. I want my Chai. I was deflated and accepted the recommended Moroccan Mint (MM) morosely. I had found MM weak and disappointing. It lacked the strong grip of Chai. The next day, it happened again. No Chai. This time, I push aside my need for Chai and focus on MM. I took time to feel. Unlike Chai, strong and black; MM is airy and gentle. MM's subtlety begins to grow on me. I began to appreciate the soothing embrace of MM. Now, I know MM is for me. I think this experience is similar to lots of events in my life. When I take time to get to know and appreciate things and people who at first glance do not seem to be interesting, I am often impressed with a depth I was too blind to see.

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