I feel very strongly about coffee. I know I’m not alone when I say that I love coffee.
Let me rephrase that. I L-O-V-E coffee.
The smell of cracking open a fresh bag of beans, of the coffee brewing in the pot. Can you smell it right now? I can.
Something about the entire ritual of preparing coffee is so comforting. Pouring a cup, adding a bit of creamer and then stirring it all together. Then wrapping your hands around the mug and lifting it to you your lips for the first sip. De-lish!
While I’ve certainly had a ton of BAD coffee over the years, I am often surprised at how many ways there are to brew a good cup of coffee.
Growing up, there was always lots of instant coffee around so it took me a while to understand what a GOOD cup of coffee can taste like. Over the years, I’ve tried coffee using ground, whole bean, even coffee bags. Plus I have to admit that the instant packets from Starbucks were not bad either. Some swear by their French press. Others can’t live without their Keurig (which I use from time to time but it doesn’t really make the coffee strong enough for me). We buy coffee concentrate that I often use to kick a Keurig brewed cup of Joe into overdrive.
I know that in the U.S., “Coffee Regular” is generally understood to mean with milk and two sugars. My dairy additive of choice is half & half and I don’t do sugar or any sweetener. I prefer my coffee strong – bold and earthy. If the coffee is good, I don’t even need to have caffeine. Because I try to save caffeine for when I really need it, more often than not I’m drinking decaf or 50/50 blend. Again, when the coffee is strong, I don’t miss the caffeine.
Years ago my relationship with coffee really bordered on unhealthy – I drank so much of it that my body never knew when it was day or night. Nowadays, I generally limit myself to a cup a day – on the rare occasion I’ll have two.
All of this writing about coffee has put me in the mood for some. Anyone care to join me?