Comments on: A completely unsolicited product endorsement (and my first GIVEAWAY!) http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/ Wed, 08 Feb 2012 21:32:50 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Rich hot chocolate (dairy-free, soy-free) http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-150 Rich hot chocolate (dairy-free, soy-free) Wed, 09 Dec 2009 18:14:17 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-150 [...] There’s still time to get your comment in for the Aerolatte milk frother giveaway. I’ll be closing comments at midnight [...] [...] There’s still time to get your comment in for the Aerolatte milk frother giveaway. I’ll be closing comments at midnight [...]

]]> By: Kelly http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-149 Kelly Wed, 09 Dec 2009 15:44:54 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-149 Am I too late for your giveaway??? Guess what - my battery-powered frother recently bit the dust. So now I am down to just one, and I tell everyone that frothy milk is my chocolate:) I am already looking into this new frother - call me a frothy addict! Am I too late for your giveaway??? Guess what – my battery-powered frother recently bit the dust. So now I am down to just one, and I tell everyone that frothy milk is my chocolate:) I am already looking into this new frother – call me a frothy addict!

]]> By: Breanne http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-148 Breanne Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:16:03 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-148 Sorry, I'm not trying to enter twice.. but I forgot to say that I had my first cup of "coffee" (the kid kind) when I was about two years old. My older brother is handicapped, and when I was a year old, my mom had my little sister. Neither of them were much for conversation, so my mom and I would sit and drink coffee and "chat" while my dad was at work. I think she was lonely for some conversation! :) Sorry, I’m not trying to enter twice.. but I forgot to say that I had my first cup of “coffee” (the kid kind) when I was about two years old. My older brother is handicapped, and when I was a year old, my mom had my little sister. Neither of them were much for conversation, so my mom and I would sit and drink coffee and “chat” while my dad was at work. I think she was lonely for some conversation! :)

]]> By: Breanne http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-147 Breanne Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:08:28 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-147 I've looked at those frother things a hundred times, I think. (Okay, maybve not a hundred times. Maybe ten times.) I love all things coffee but have never had a home-made coffee anything except, well, coffee with half-and-half. I'd love to try a frother! I just turned 18 a few weeks ago, and my wonderful grandparents bought me a new coffee-maker. But I still live at home. With my parents. And their coffee-maker works just fine. That's just how much I love coffee! I’ve looked at those frother things a hundred times, I think. (Okay, maybve not a hundred times. Maybe ten times.) I love all things coffee but have never had a home-made coffee anything except, well, coffee with half-and-half. I’d love to try a frother!

I just turned 18 a few weeks ago, and my wonderful grandparents bought me a new coffee-maker. But I still live at home. With my parents. And their coffee-maker works just fine. That’s just how much I love coffee!

]]> By: nan http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-146 nan Tue, 08 Dec 2009 01:15:21 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-146 hey-- i bought some of your placemats at a liz yard sale. i wonder if it was the same one! i still use them! coffee memory, hmmm.... matt and i had most of our important conversations about our relationship at waffle house: where we decided to start dating, decided to get married, and alot of conversations in between. we had alot of coffee. it was cheap and free refills. i'm sure it wasn't anything compared to your mocha, but it helped me secure the last name siple! hey– i bought some of your placemats at a liz yard sale. i wonder if it was the same one! i still use them!

coffee memory, hmmm…. matt and i had most of our important conversations about our relationship at waffle house: where we decided to start dating, decided to get married, and alot of conversations in between. we had alot of coffee. it was cheap and free refills. i’m sure it wasn’t anything compared to your mocha, but it helped me secure the last name siple!

]]> By: Sarah Thom http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-144 Sarah Thom Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:13:36 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-144 Man, it's hard to think of a favorite coffee-memory, since I've been drinking coffee since I came out of my mother's womb. (Sidenote: I am proof that coffee does not stunt your growth...or, it does, and I was meant to be 6'5") I guess my favorite coffee-saved-my-life moment was when I found our current coffee maker. Nate and I had been salivating over a beautiful Capresso machine, with a grinder attached right to the maker, dumping the grounds right into the maker immediately before it begins to brew. AHH, we thought, we have found our machine....or so we thought, before noticing the $300 price tag. We talked about it for over a year, and then I happened upon it one day in TJMaxx, of all places. For $70!!! It has made us MANY awesome cups of coffee. And your frother would only help it make even better drinks! :) Man, it’s hard to think of a favorite coffee-memory, since I’ve been drinking coffee since I came out of my mother’s womb. (Sidenote: I am proof that coffee does not stunt your growth…or, it does, and I was meant to be 6’5″)

I guess my favorite coffee-saved-my-life moment was when I found our current coffee maker. Nate and I had been salivating over a beautiful Capresso machine, with a grinder attached right to the maker, dumping the grounds right into the maker immediately before it begins to brew. AHH, we thought, we have found our machine….or so we thought, before noticing the $300 price tag. We talked about it for over a year, and then I happened upon it one day in TJMaxx, of all places. For $70!!! It has made us MANY awesome cups of coffee. And your frother would only help it make even better drinks! :)

]]> By: Martha Bisharat http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-143 Martha Bisharat Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:08:40 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-143 Dear Katy, First off, I love your writing style! Very lively and inspiring! I am Wardeh at GNOWFGLINS's mom and I read your comment on her Monday quote post today, which then led me to your blog, and hence, your GIVEAWAY. Please add my name to your prize giveaway. I have always loved coffee. Three of my four children (but not Wardeh who worked at the local insurance agent) worked all their high school years and college summers at the local coffee roaster/retail store so we always had an abundance of fresh beans, though I tried to be conservative about drinking it. We love the Mid-Eastern strong coffee also, which you cannot multi-task when making because of its frothing as it comes to a boil. One day, as a newly-wed, I was trying to impress my aunt-in-law with my "skills" at successful coffee-making. I turned my back as it was coming to a boil (to multi-task!) when it suddenly frothed all over the stove. In haste I tried to catch it and my hand bumped the handle, tipping the WHOLE pot (it's a mini pot with long handle) of coffee cascading down the side of my stove. I was so stunned that then I froze. So much for impressing a new aunt-in-law!! I sure learned that day: NEVER TAKE YOUR EYES OFF THE POT AND KEEP STIRRING! AND WHAT-A-MESS IF YOU DO SCREW UP! Anyway, count me in. I enjoyed your readerships' entries! Thank you! Martha Bisharat Dear Katy,

First off, I love your writing style! Very lively and inspiring! I am Wardeh at GNOWFGLINS’s mom and I read your comment on her Monday quote post today, which then led me to your blog, and hence, your GIVEAWAY.

Please add my name to your prize giveaway. I have always loved coffee. Three of my four children (but not Wardeh who worked at the local insurance agent) worked all their high school years and college summers at the local coffee roaster/retail store so we always had an abundance of fresh beans, though I tried to be conservative about drinking it.

We love the Mid-Eastern strong coffee also, which you cannot multi-task when making because of its frothing as it comes to a boil. One day, as a newly-wed, I was trying to impress my aunt-in-law with my “skills” at successful coffee-making. I turned my back as it was coming to a boil (to multi-task!) when it suddenly frothed all over the stove. In haste I tried to catch it and my hand bumped the handle, tipping the WHOLE pot (it’s a mini pot with long handle) of coffee cascading down the side of my stove. I was so stunned that then I froze. So much for impressing a new aunt-in-law!! I sure learned that day: NEVER TAKE YOUR EYES OFF THE POT AND KEEP STIRRING! AND WHAT-A-MESS IF YOU DO SCREW UP!

Anyway, count me in. I enjoyed your readerships’ entries! Thank you!

Martha Bisharat

]]> By: Katie @ cozydelicious http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-142 Katie @ cozydelicious Mon, 07 Dec 2009 02:09:37 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-142 OK, my favorite coffee drinking memory is going to sound odd. Because, you see, it happened when I was studying abroad in Toulouse. French coffee is lovely - both in its morning cafe au lait form and the afternoon espresso version. But the thing is... well, even with all of that wonderful French stuff, after six months, I was DYING for an Americanized latte. In a to-go cup. With a lid. See, this was in the days before Starbucks took Europe, and a mocha latte was certainly no where to be found in Southern France. By this time I also had such a craving for peanut butter that I had made it by hand with a morter and pestal, and had so desperately wanted a bagel that I attepted that too (total failure). Anyway, when a few American friends and I took a weekend trip to Paris, we were in the Marais when we noticed a woman with a paper to-go cup. This is something you don't see often in France, so we stopped here there on the street and asked where she had found coffee to go. This kind, patient woman gave us directions and three minutes later we were sipping free lattes at the grand opening of a Seattle-style coffee house! Heaven. OK, my favorite coffee drinking memory is going to sound odd. Because, you see, it happened when I was studying abroad in Toulouse. French coffee is lovely – both in its morning cafe au lait form and the afternoon espresso version. But the thing is… well, even with all of that wonderful French stuff, after six months, I was DYING for an Americanized latte. In a to-go cup. With a lid. See, this was in the days before Starbucks took Europe, and a mocha latte was certainly no where to be found in Southern France. By this time I also had such a craving for peanut butter that I had made it by hand with a morter and pestal, and had so desperately wanted a bagel that I attepted that too (total failure). Anyway, when a few American friends and I took a weekend trip to Paris, we were in the Marais when we noticed a woman with a paper to-go cup. This is something you don’t see often in France, so we stopped here there on the street and asked where she had found coffee to go. This kind, patient woman gave us directions and three minutes later we were sipping free lattes at the grand opening of a Seattle-style coffee house! Heaven.

]]> By: Christine O. Taylor http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-139 Christine O. Taylor Sun, 06 Dec 2009 20:47:52 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-139 I'm glad I decided to visit your blog today and got to enjoy everyone's musings. You have so many readers! I don't need to be in the drawing because I gave up daily coffee (and caffeine) in 2006. I still indulge sometimes. My memories that spring to mind are not coffee related. Perhaps because my dad microwaved a mug of water and made himself instant Folgers every morning. Sometimes I found the Folgers in the microwave instead of the cabinet above it. First I thought of my youthful Christmas tradition of driving my younger sisters around the Ross Barnett Reservoir area to see Christmas lights on Christmas Eve. We went in my Chevrolet Citation and preschool age M would ride in the hatchback trunk, sticking her feet on the back window and rolling around giggling. Young teenage K would sit up front with me. We always brought hot chocolate to drink and my cars were always so ancient that they didn't have cup holders. One year when I stopped to gas up, I removed my lidded hot chocolate from my lap and placed it on the floor by K's seat. And forgot about it. Somehow she did too. A few turns later, her new green Chucks were covered in hot chocolate. She still brings this up sometimes, more than twenty years later. Whoops. Secondly I thought of having high tea with my grandmother when I lived in Dublin as a four-year-old. I mostly had warm milk with a shot of tea and I'm sure too many lumps of sugar, but it was in a real tea cup and tasted fabulous with the chocolate biscuits. I’m glad I decided to visit your blog today and got to enjoy everyone’s musings. You have so many readers! I don’t need to be in the drawing because I gave up daily coffee (and caffeine) in 2006. I still indulge sometimes. My memories that spring to mind are not coffee related. Perhaps because my dad microwaved a mug of water and made himself instant Folgers every morning. Sometimes I found the Folgers in the microwave instead of the cabinet above it.

First I thought of my youthful Christmas tradition of driving my younger sisters around the Ross Barnett Reservoir area to see Christmas lights on Christmas Eve. We went in my Chevrolet Citation and preschool age M would ride in the hatchback trunk, sticking her feet on the back window and rolling around giggling. Young teenage K would sit up front with me. We always brought hot chocolate to drink and my cars were always so ancient that they didn’t have cup holders. One year when I stopped to gas up, I removed my lidded hot chocolate from my lap and placed it on the floor by K’s seat. And forgot about it. Somehow she did too. A few turns later, her new green Chucks were covered in hot chocolate. She still brings this up sometimes, more than twenty years later. Whoops.

Secondly I thought of having high tea with my grandmother when I lived in Dublin as a four-year-old. I mostly had warm milk with a shot of tea and I’m sure too many lumps of sugar, but it was in a real tea cup and tasted fabulous with the chocolate biscuits.

]]> By: Ann Quinn http://katymcarter.com/2009/12/my-first-giveaway/comment-page-1/#comment-138 Ann Quinn Sun, 06 Dec 2009 18:37:02 +0000 http://katymcarter.com/?p=915#comment-138 I don't drink coffee, but I like Cafix. My kids love coffee, or some semblance of it, and when my sister comes to visit she froths milk with them and it's a big production and I'd love to give this to them! I don’t drink coffee, but I like Cafix. My kids love coffee, or some semblance of it, and when my sister comes to visit she froths milk with them and it’s a big production and I’d love to give this to them!

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