We all have an “inner child” who speaks to us occasionally. My inner child, whose name is “Muse,” won’t shut up. She can be alternately willful, petulant, charming, funny, humorous, or acerbic. I can often pacify her with coffee, chocolate, or bacon … or by playing dress up and letting her be a pirate. Without her input, I can’t write, for she is my creativity. When she is working with me, she’s “cooking,” but I had no idea she really knew her way around the kitchen!
Hey, Gloomy Guts! Why are you so down? It’s Friday and you are supposed to think of Only The Good … that’s your rule, you know.
I know, Muse, but I’m not feeling it today.
I know somebody who needs her designer coffee! Find your shoes and let’s go down to the coffee house. We’ll turn that frown upside down! Coffee will make you perky. Perky … get it? That’s a joke.
Shush, Muse, I don’t feel like laughing. We can’t go. Haven’t you looked at the checkbook lately? We don’t have work until September. With the kid’s wedding coming up, we have to slow down. If we want to do other fun things, we are going to have to cut out the coffee.
OK. You are probably right … so let’s play in the mud.
I don’t want to get all dirty this morning.
Sheesh! You are slow this morning. “Mud” …”coffee” … get it? C’mon, let’s go in the kitchen. There you go. Now get a pitcher. See that leftover coffee in the pot? Make one and three fourths cups of coffee walk over and hop in the pitcher.
C’mon … you always say that your coffee is strong enough to “walk to the cup by itself.” Get it in the pitcher! Good. Now, add one tablespoon of sugar and one fourth of a teaspoon of cinnamon and stir it.
You aren’t doing it right. When you stir it, you have to shake your booty a little. C’mon. There you go! Don’t you feel better already?
Not really …
I’m not finished yet. Now, dance over to the refrigerator. No, you have to dance! Get out the milk, the cream, and the chocolate syrup … the dark chocolate syrup. Good. Add to that pitcher of coffee: one half cup of milk, one half cup of cream and … mmmm … about one sixth of a cup of chocolate (I’d tell you that in tablespoons, but you always tell me I’m not good in math). Now stir, and when you stir you have to shake …
I know, I know. I have to shake my booty.
Now, get Granny Armour’s teapot …
My great-grandmother’s teapot is fragile, Muse! I’m not gonna …
Don’t argue with me, this is for your own good. You played with it when you were a kid. I know that was fifty years ago, but you need to play now. Pour you a cup and let’s sit on the porch and watch the hummingbirds and listen to the mockingbird.
Mmmm. That’s good, Muse!
I know! It’s better than the coffee house, isn’t it?
I think so.
When we get work again, we have to go back to the coffee house, though. I need to see my friends. They miss me, you know.
For those of you who didn’t understand the Muse’s recipe for Mocha Mud, here it is. It’s simple, quick, better than the coffee house, AND it uses up your leftover coffee:
- 1 & 3/4 cup very strong coffee
- 1 tablespoon of sugar
- 1/4 teaspoon of cinnamon
- 1/2 cup of cream
- 1/2 cup of milk
- 1/6 cup of chocolate (more if you like)
Mix it all together, shaking your booty the whole time (because The Muse says that makes all the difference in the world). Serve it over ice in a tall glass, or in your great-grandmother’s favorite tea set. Enjoy it while you watch the hummingbirds and listen to the mockingbird sing.
Have a delightful day. I hope it is filled with only the good!