A really good cup of coffee.
I know after missing a few days this week I owe you more, but today it's a really good cup of coffee I could die after. For some people it's a particular wine, beer or bourbon. For me, it's always been coffee. I don't remember exactly when I began drinking coffee. It wasn't like today with a Starbucks on every corner and kids going in for a their mocha whipped latte skinny, blah, blah, blah at the age of seven or eight. I must have been in my late teens when I really got a taste for it. My taste didn't include all the frilly extras. I like my coffee with no cream or sugar. Straight up black! One more thing: I'm a coffee snob. I may skimp on a lot of things, but coffee is not one of them. I'm not talking about buying the Jamaican Reserve at $24 a pound, but I'm not talking Maxwell House either. It doesn't have to be expensive, but it does have to be good. A few years ago when I was laid off one job and starting one making a whole lot less money, I found myself buying a cheap generic and that's when I decided I'd rather eat popcorn for dinner than have bad coffee. Is this a problem? Am I addicted? Oh hell yeah! But at least it's not crack.
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