Ever since my collegiate days (beginning in the ancient times of the 1900’s), there has been a constant during the holidays.

And that, my friends, is the Highlander Grogg.

Caffe Ibis was the local roasting/coffee company where I went to school. And given that it was primarily a Mormon school/town, it was the only coffee company around. (I’ve heard that, since then, the LDS have become more lenient where caffeine is concerned…so there are probably more coffee shops in Logan these days.)

And Grogg is what the Christmas holidays should smell like.

It smells like Eggo waffles, soaked in maple syrup, with vanilla frosting. And then you drink it.

Anyway, our 5 lb. holiday bag obviously just arrived today, and I’m having a hard time waiting until tomorrow morning to grind and brew it in our Coffee Creation Station.

But since I don’t want to climb the ceilings until 3am, I shall wait un-

Waitaminute…would wouldn’t I want to climb the ceilings until 3am? That actually sounds pretty awesome.

Okay, off to brew. See you tomorrow.

j.s.