The International Food Blogger Conference IFBC 2014 organized by Foodista and Zephyr Adventures is happening in Seattle this weekend. This is the second time that Seattle is hosting this and that too for two consecutive years. I am so very excited that I found out about this and remembered to register on time. There are going to be over 400 participants in this conference from food bloggers to food writers to publishers to restaurant and other food industry folks. Not only is this going to be an amazing networking and learning opportunity for everyone attending, it is also going to be so much fun to be with so many like-minded people who actually get what the big fuss over a recipe or a beautiful looking plate of food is all about!
Irish Cream Cold Coffee. Yes, That’s right. It is Irish Cream Cold Coffee. Why am I stressing this so? Is it because it is a fancy pants boozy coffee. No. I am not stressing the Irish Cream part. I am stressing the Cold Coffee part.
Growing up, I have had cold coffee ever since I was allowed to have coffee. During my grad school (or post graduation, as we call it in India) days, this was a staple breakfast for me. A nice tall glass of cold coffee filled me up and kept me awake for those 9 am classes, whenever I had one. It was especially good on a warm and sultry summer morning or even afternoon, for that matter.
I came to the United States when I was 25. It was winter when I landed here, so this incident happens about 6-7 months after I first set foot in this country. I walk up to the barista at Starbucks and not wanting to have a icy iced frappuccino, I ask for an Iced Coffee. Iced Coffee, Cold Coffee, one would think it was all the same. I wait patiently on that warm summer day waiting for my Cold, sorry Iced, coffee. They call out a name vaguely sounding like mine. I figure that’s me. I was used to that by then. There it was sitting, a tall Iced coffee. I pull out the straw, drop it into my cup and take a longing sip. Read More