Coffee is a wonderful thing, I wish I’d known about it sooner.
My mother had many wonderful attributes, but cooking wasn’t one of them. She had her own way of doing things. She thought it would be a good idea to make a pot of coffee, then pour it into a pan and leave it simmering on the stove. This was decades before Keurigs, microwave ovens or Mr. Coffee. Did the percolator coffee maker keep coffee warm? Don’t know.
On rare occasions, the coffee boiled off in the pan. Burned coffee has a horrible smell in the same way that burned popcorn does. This ruined coffee for me and some of my siblings.
About the time I turned 55 years old, it occurred to me that walking around school with a can of diet Mountain Dew seemed juvenile. Adults drink coffee.
I developed a protocol to get over my aversion. I stopped drinking any caffeinated beverages, except bottles of Starbucks Mocha Frappuccino. Those are like chocolate milk, so I had only one per day for about a week. That was to get my over the dislike for mocha. After that, it was two weeks of Starbucks Iced Coffee. This was to get my brain to associate mocha with caffeine.
After that, I went to black coffee. Becoming a coffee snob has no appeal, so I get Aldi coffee and make it in a Keurig.
The benefits of coffee are significant. About 20% of coffee drinks are compelled to take a dump after the first cup of the day. I’m one of those lucky people. I like the predictability of it.
Big Cereal convinced us that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. If I had breakfast, I was hungry around lunch time. If I skip breakfast, I’m hungry around lunch time. Why bother? Having coffee in the morning means skipping breakfast is automatic.
Coffee gives a boost to initiative and clarity of mind. When you get over about 50 years old, less appetite and more energy makes coffee worth the effort.
That was very well-written Mr. Nestoff