kopi-o kosong

And this blog will be about... how much I love Kopi-O Kosong.

The aroma that whiffs up to my nose when I open the plastic cover of the styrofoam cup... dazzles, and it almost helps to wake me up...

and... when I take my first sip... the bitter, tangy flavour jolts me into a moment of wakefulness (note: it is only a moment), and then the warmth moves on down my throat to settle down into my rather big tummy (damn! -.-)

This warmth proceeds to spread throughout my entire being.... one sip is not enough...

I go on to take another sip, a bigger one... and the process repeats.

All too soon, the coffee runs out, and I am staring at some leftover grinded coffee seed at the bottom of my styrofoam cup.

My brain kicks into motion. Time to start work. I wonder when my next coffee rush will be.

Remember: only Kopi-O and only kosong. No other will do...