At the break of my first day at the Sydney Jazz Course, I roamed about the snack table. Spotted the Lamington treat I had forgotten about, an Australian delight. Then thought perhaps a little coffee for my jet lag. Couldn’t find it until someone pointed to a teabag. “No, I wanted coffee.” “That is coffee.”
And darn if it wasn’t! Coffee in a teabag! Never seen that before! It seemed so logical and convenient.
Like wheels on a suitcase, I thought “Why didn’t anybody think of this before?” Until they did.
I took a sip. Hmm. Maybe it’s not as great an idea as I thought.
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