Fall makes me need...

Back at home in the Northwest, there is something we like to call coffee. You may think you know coffee, but unless you have had a REAL cup from WA,OR,ID, or MT you haven't. My dear friend Emily was a barista for many'a coffee shop in the years past. I lived with her for a summer, and never had her make me a cup of joe. One of life's biggest regrets, especially when I came across this on her Facebook last fall.

What is this? Mexican coffee. I have had a few variations of this most wonderful and deliciously warm liquid heaven, but never with the fired sugar on top. What concept! If I can get her to come out here to the Southwest I would be more than delighted to buy a torch, solely for the purpose of her making me this delightful beverage.
In the fall I need real coffee (Java, Thomas and Hammer, Dawson Taylor), pumpkin, cinnamon, nutmeg, and a fireplace with slippers. And a spot of soup here and there.
So what do you say Em? Need a break from the cold yet?