If you are not a friend of mine on Facebook, then you may not know about how much coffee I enjoy on a regular basis. The amount I drink is not consistent; some days I may have a cup or two, and other days I measure by the number of pots. One may think I have an addiction, but there may be a day or two where I won't drink any, and I won't notice. I wouldn't say that I can't make it through the day without coffee, I would say that I want those comforting, jolting, warming, and social benefits that coffee provides. There is, however, something majestic about the first taste of this divine elixir on a cool morning, which we have a LOT of in Washington.
|Everything I need in the morning|
I put about 2tablespoons of my favorite creamer, then I will add about 2-thirds of a pint of milk to a microwave-safe mug and heat for one and a half minutes. The warmed milk and cream goes into my travel mug, and as I walk to the staff lounge to get my coffee, I will shake my mug so my milk and cream are foamy, and frothy. Once I get my coffee, and take a sip, I wait and let that first rush of heat warm me up all the way to my stomach. I have then, been taken to my happy place!
There is something beautiful in the smell, the taste, and the look of a properly brewed pot of coffee. Since I'm up late at night and up early in the morning, coffee is my aide to help me be a functioning narcoleptic. It is my guilty pleasure I do not feel guilty about!