Would you believe there is – right at this very moment – a coffee maker, a French press, and a coffee grinder sitting on my counter?!
And two different kinds of coffee beans in the freezer, and an assortment of creamers and simple syrups in the fridge?
And I don’t even like the stuff! Honestly – how can something that smells so heavenly taste so nasty?!
I guess I better get used to it – with two highly-caffeinated, coffee-loving teens living in the house now.
I find it very humorous when they put coffee beans on the grocery list. What? You want me to aid in this addiction?
I stop laughing when I hit the coffee aisle.
Oh my! The choices! Whole bean or ground? Decaf or caffeinated? Flavored or plain? And how do want them roasted? Light? Medium? Dark? What’s the difference anyway? Then there’s all the brands to choose from!
So tell me – when did coffee drinking get so complicated? When I was growing up, coffee came in big tin cans and my mom brewed it in a peculator and would offer cream or sugar to guests.
Now you have the mocha, the latte, the frappe, the cappuccino, the macchiato, the expresso and even a half-breed frappuccino.
And they can come in almost any flavor you can imagine – pumpkin, peppermint, gingerbread, vanilla, chocolate, caramel, almond, and the list goes on and on and on.
Do you want that hot or cold?
Steamed, pressed, brewed or dripped? Whatever that is.
How about some whipped cream on top? Sure. How about some sprinkles, too.
I’m sorry. It’s just all too confusing.
That’s why I drink tea.
A mug. Some leaves. Hot water. 6 minutes. Perfect.
Now – what kind of tea should I have? Black? Green? Herbal? Chai? Earl Grey? Oolong? Darjeeling? Hot? Cold? Loose leaf or tea bag? With sugar or lemon or a touch of honey? Hot? Cold?
Photo courtesy of Julious Schorzman.