Coffee for the love of coffee.

"coffee is not about caffeine"
—longwinter

I'm totally down with the sentiment of this title. My first coffee these days is a pourover at around 0700, partly for the wake-up-juice and partly the ritual. The very process is making my coffee is a pleasure; the smell of the beans grinding, the artistry in setting up the brewer, even folding the filter is a vital part of the process that ends with the first sip. After that first cup sometimes I head to the cafe to have someone else make me cappuccino or a little flat white, and I can indulge myself with some coffee theatre. Sometimes I'll make myself a second cup later in the morning, a decaf, just for the pleasure of coffee. I can't say enough that the pleasure of coffee goes well beyond caffeine, and slowly drinking one or two decafs through the day is an utter delight.

"Right, now, expect the the first ghost -- "

"Hang on a second, Marley, you can't do this ghost-of-Christmas stuff at me. I'm Jewish."

"Oh? Oh yes, I'd forgotten. Well, not to worry, we cover all major and minor holidays. We can certainly shift gears here and do the ghosts of Yom Kippur. Which, I should note, is even more relevant to the things you must do, since it is the

Is there much going on in the world? Probably not. I haven't been paying attention. In lieu of any actual noteworthy events going on, I am going to review another YA book I found at a library book sale for 50 cents.

The book in question is "What Waits in the Water", a 2017 young adult mystery/horror novel written by Kieran Scott. The book is set in contemporary times and follows a group of teenagers stuck in a "cabin in the woods" style scenario, with some adolescent melodrama