I loved your coffee retrospective. I didn't have "real" coffee until I was in my mid 30's. My mother's coffee was so strong, a spoon could stand upright in it. I don't know how my dad drank it, I know I couldn't. I would never order it because I thought all coffee was that horrible.
I finally had a boyfriend who offered me a sip of his to take an aspirin. I cringed and said "NO!", but he insisted. Boy, my world changed! While it was waaay too sweet for me, the coffee was well brewed, not strong, not bitter and I was charmed! Now, I have my one cup a day and am very happy.
I had to give up coffee because it irritated my stomach. I still make one cup of coffee for my husband in the morning. He only drinks one and it gives me a delightful hit of the great coffee smell. I recently gave up black tea...so I'm truly caffeine free and rarely miss it. But good beans freshly ground still smell so good.
I am a cold brew fan. Community Coffee from New Orleans is a long time brand. The beauty of the brew to me is the availability from the refrigerator and the variability of the result hot or cold, strong or weak as desired.
I love my moka pot! I have the little, little one and it makes 2 shots-ish. That’s all I need for the day. If I drink drip coffee I tend to drink it too fast and have several cups! Interesting how our bodies respond to plants. ♥️♥️
What a sweet memory about coffee. Makes me want to brew a cup right now! I too, had to cut down on the coffee, but now I drink mostly tea (caffeinated) and two or three cherished cups of coffee a week. Someday I hope to give it up completely, but I am not there yet. Kudos for you for doing it AND not chastising others for still drinking it. Going in a coffee house, drinking a good cup of Joe and writing in the ambience of the place is still one of my favorite, though rarely indulged, pleasures.
The original Peet's at Walnut & Vine was down the street from where I lived when I went to college, and that was how I was introduced to good coffee. For awhile in my 30s I went strictly decaf, but I am happier now that I'm back on full strength. But only really good coffee! I admire your ability to value foods and beverages that you don't consume.
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I loved your coffee retrospective. I didn't have "real" coffee until I was in my mid 30's. My mother's coffee was so strong, a spoon could stand upright in it. I don't know how my dad drank it, I know I couldn't. I would never order it because I thought all coffee was that horrible.
I finally had a boyfriend who offered me a sip of his to take an aspirin. I cringed and said "NO!", but he insisted. Boy, my world changed! While it was waaay too sweet for me, the coffee was well brewed, not strong, not bitter and I was charmed! Now, I have my one cup a day and am very happy.
I had to give up coffee because it irritated my stomach. I still make one cup of coffee for my husband in the morning. He only drinks one and it gives me a delightful hit of the great coffee smell. I recently gave up black tea...so I'm truly caffeine free and rarely miss it. But good beans freshly ground still smell so good.
I am a cold brew fan. Community Coffee from New Orleans is a long time brand. The beauty of the brew to me is the availability from the refrigerator and the variability of the result hot or cold, strong or weak as desired.
I love my moka pot! I have the little, little one and it makes 2 shots-ish. That’s all I need for the day. If I drink drip coffee I tend to drink it too fast and have several cups! Interesting how our bodies respond to plants. ♥️♥️
My hat is off to you, Kate. (Said while I’m making coffee 😂) I love that you still enjoy making for others ❤️
What a sweet memory about coffee. Makes me want to brew a cup right now! I too, had to cut down on the coffee, but now I drink mostly tea (caffeinated) and two or three cherished cups of coffee a week. Someday I hope to give it up completely, but I am not there yet. Kudos for you for doing it AND not chastising others for still drinking it. Going in a coffee house, drinking a good cup of Joe and writing in the ambience of the place is still one of my favorite, though rarely indulged, pleasures.
The original Peet's at Walnut & Vine was down the street from where I lived when I went to college, and that was how I was introduced to good coffee. For awhile in my 30s I went strictly decaf, but I am happier now that I'm back on full strength. But only really good coffee! I admire your ability to value foods and beverages that you don't consume.