That Cow is Really Mad
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Today I found an exception to the rule. It is called the Mad Cow Milkshake, and consists of espresso and skim milk (I was doing pretty well until the coffee slinger asked if I wanted whipped cream -- to cancel out the skim milk, of course). Oh, sure, it has 8 bazillion calories, but like Lucky Charms, it is Magically Delicious.
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When I lived with my grandparents, my Nonnie would make iced coffee and serve it with supper. Ack! I didn't like coffee and it was the nastiest stuff on earth. Instant coffee iced. Bleeee, I can still feel my taste buds dying from that crap.
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