Opening the bag...

Stuck my nose in it. Deeeeeeep breath.

Better than sex.

Taking the scale, getting the right amount.

Feeding the grinder, thinking about whom to kill... Watching get them torn to pieces, shredded bit by bit.

Preheating the iron, getting the water up to temperature.

Filling up the espresso can, turning it on.

Boiling fresh espresso.

Nothing's sexier than the sound of the steam and the smell of fresh grinded and brewed espresso.

Good Sunday.