A cup of coffee isn't a cup of coffee unless it is in a flower pot

Every time I go to my dear friend Jenny's home for one of her fabulous parties she always gives me my coffee at the end of the night in my favorite mug of hers. I am like a whiny baby who only drinks out of her special sippy cup. You haven't had a cup of frothy cafe until you have had it in a matted ceramic cup in shape of a flower pot. You can literally put dirt in the flower pot mug and I will find it to be the most delicious thing. Okay, maybe not that far! But I just love the experience, don't know why. Its the clash between matte ceramic and creamy coffee that just hits the spot.

It is the yearly mug from the Disney Epcot garden show and I just love it.


So after many months of attempting to locate my own Jenny e-mailed me last week with a special finding on Ebay. Yes, the other day I received my very own mug that will forever provide daily utopia for me. (okay, so I know I didn't use utopia in the correct sense, but I liked the way it sounded). So here are photos of me creating my 1st cup of coffee - which was a delicious blend of soy milk, sugar cubes and organic coffee blend - in my nirvana of mugs