Dear Mr President,
Yes you can!
I ask just thing one little thing of you. Create a new amendment in your constitution that introduces all Americans into the joy that is true Italian style espresso coffee. Not this bulk processed swill that everyone here assumes is coffee.
I can’t believe it. It took me nine days to get a fix of my favourite drug, to let that monkey again get on board my back. Finally I have reconnected with a somewhat old flame.
Goodbye to Starbucks. Goodbye to Coffee Bean. Hello to Urth Caffe [sic] West Hollywood. Even if your people mispell the word cafe.
Oh Bammy, Urth Caffe has restored my faith in espresso. Finally a latte without burnt coffee, boiled milk and piss weak froth on top. Finally, a coffee with a creamy foam and a floated crema on top.
So decree that your people get their collective arses down to their local Urth Caffe shop, and let the blind finally see, the deaf finally hear, and the caffiene addicted finally shed themselves of the DTs.
God bless coffee.
God bless Urfth Caffe.
And God Bless these Untied States of America.
Yours, finally, ever so comfortably,
Troy “The Coffee Nazi” Johnston