So, here's the thing, I don't drink coffee.  Like ever, I think it's gross.  I don't understand why it seems like everyone, EVERYONE, can't go a day without drinking coffee. But, this morning my handsome husband walks into our room while I was getting ready for work and hands me this coffee confection called a Bee Sting, (also, why would you call a beverage that is supposedly enjoyable after injury brought on by a pissed off insect?  I'm just saying...) and you guys... it was delicious.
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