A sneaky way to get a cup of coffee

There is an ulterior motive for this post. No, I have no shame, none whatsoever. Yes I have some self respect. Besides, I really like good coffee.

Look over to the right. I recommend Treppenwitz, a fine blog it is.

One of Trepp's posts was about a neighbor of his, an army officer, who was wounded in the line of duty. I posted a comment that I had treated the officer. Trepp offered me a cup of java. I have yet to imbibe of the glorious black nectar from the hand of a great blogger (and gentleman I might add).

We both work in the same city. So, how about it Trepp? Will we do coffee? Or how about this?: I make you a cup. I have a sparkling new espresso machine (thanks Mom and Dad).