I woke up this morning with a headache right smack in the middle of my forehead, between my eyes. You know, the kind you want to just put your hands over and squeeze out of your face? I tried —
it didn’t work.
So, Jonathan drove me to work, and low and behold — we found a parking space, right in front of the BEST (and I mean BEST) coffee in the city!
Coffee I’ve coined the Hagen Daaz of coffee. Because it’s rich, hot, and coats your throat. And it really helped with my headache.