Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

” I said, sitting on the green wicker bench. “Clara made me a special morning brew from chicory and dandelion root.”

Evelyn stopped wiping her hands and looked at me, her brow furrowing.

“Chicory?” she asked.

“She said it was an organic substitute,” I said, tapping my index finger against the wooden armrest. “It tasted quite similar to the real thing.continue reading …