Sitting with a cup of coffee. (coffee lovers)

[Puddin Fluff]

I am waiting for my turn at the dentist then off to work. No more coffee for today.

 

[Alaskan]

I am waiting for my turn at the dentist then off to work. No more coffee for today.

Crying for you! (Don't like dentists)

 

[Alaskan]

That is a very pretty picture!

I think someone sucked out my caffeine... Because WOW am I tired, like my coffee had sleeping pills in it!

Actually, I think it is just the rainy super gray weather....i am weather dependent...and this kind of weather just knocks me out.

Sometimes, one is not enough. I may need more for a good old fashioned kick start.
My daddy drank coffee. He knew good coffee. He was an Insurance sales man after he was a chef/cook. He knew where every good coffee counter was around Hampton Roads. He said sometimes the cheapest coffee was the best and the most expensive coffee in the area was the worse. He knew good coffee.

He drank EIGHT O'CLOCK. I would wonder when he made me make him a pot before I left for school, why he drank the stuff. I did not like it. I thought it was terrible. I would have to pop open a bottle of Coke out of the carton inside the door of the refrigerator, by are you ready? By using the handle on the silverware drawer. Oh we had the opener screwed into the frame work above the sink but that was a reach. And I never liked using the old John Wayne.

Anyways, I liked to drink Coke in the kitchen in the morning while I fixed breakfast for my sister and me and make his coffee before school.

I remember the wooden drawer having dents because of my Coke bottles being jammed under the handle to pop the top. I had to have my Coke as I fixed his coffee before I left for school.

I try to remember the defining moment that I started to drink coffee. As I always turned it down for tea or soda. I believe it was the morning after when we were picked up. The day before we had gone out flying with another couple and the small Cherokee we were in had a slight problem and we sort of crash landed our small Cherokee on a deserted Island and we were under the radar and we kept calling mayday and we were not heard by the Coast Guard but there were the fishermen there to help. It is a long boring story but that hot coffee the next morning with us all damp and cold, I did not turn down that hot cup of coffee. I think that was the defining moment.

Any more, I dont know how I move without it in the mornings.

Eeeeeeew. Doesn't sound boring. Sounds like it was a "could have died" story. I was wondering that too...when I started drinking coffee. i have no idea actually. I remember hating it at 16, and I know I like it now.

Just fed my chickens, cats and dog. Now I'm just until I have to head into work and school.

Not work and school!

 

[vehve]

I remember spending summers at my grandmother's house and learning to drink coffee with her. 12 sugar cubes and half a cup of milk, of course. I was maybe nine or ten years old. By 14 I preferred it black.

 

[Puddin Fluff]

I survived the dentist with no cavities and a slap on the wrist to remind me to floss

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My coffee addiction began in Alaska, Anchorage to be exact. It was in the early 90's when designer coffee was all the rage and there were so many different folks making their own different labels. Well, winters in Anchorage get a bit cold and it all began with a corner drive through coffee stand and a hot Mocha. Hot chocolate with a jolt.

 

[ApiaryandAviary]

Chocolate in your coffee. Heavenly.
Oh, and an esspresso, with a sidecar of Ghirardelli chocolate creme de menthe.

 

[jknox1982]

Is it wrong to totally want a ex large cup of coffee with a delicious chocolate candy now!?!?!?!?! I love this thread always make me love my coffee even more

 

[Alaskan]

I survived the dentist with no cavities and a slap on the wrist to remind me to floss .

My coffee addiction began in Alaska, Anchorage to be exact.  It was in the early 90's when designer coffee was all the rage and there were so many different folks making their own different labels.  Well, winters in Anchorage get a bit cold and it all began with a corner drive through coffee stand and a hot Mocha.  Hot chocolate with a jolt.  e

It is true....Alaska is wall to wall coffee, many of them locally roasted.

We are also very hippie, so many are organic, and you can pick what kind of milk, or cream, or almond milk, or soy, or........ Always lots of choices.


It is very odd when I go Outside, and the only coffee places are Starbucks or McDonalds!?!?!??!!!! Nutty.

I don't think you can drive more than 5 miles without seeing a drive through coffee place. Each one is a different mom and pop type place. We even have floating ones for the people in boats.

 

[ApiaryandAviary]

Dark Chocolate and caramel with sea salt.

The water I use is unfiltered, and I do not use water softner machine either. Our water, It is a spring which comes bubbling up though the ground on its own. The run off is channeled away to the south creek. We have 33 acres and property is completly bordered by creeks.

Since the water we use is ages old coming up through the rocks, I see no reason to filter nor salt machine. I do However when making coffee, use the tiniest small pinch of french grey sea salt I bought over there and shipped home.

Just a pinch to take away any bitterness. Salt works well when preparing foods also but just a pinch in a pot. Over the years on my trips there I picked up little things to make a good cup a great cup. And let me tell you, in France & Italy they take their coffee very seriously.

When younger I needed it the next morning after a night out going from one bite and a drink to the next bite and a drink. I litterally did not drink the water except in CH.

 

[chickadoodles]

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