Coffee is my favorite drink. I have been drinking it since I was a freshman in high school. I started drinking it because my mother and aunt would sit around at restaurants and drink coffee and talk for hours, and most restaurants did not give free refills on sodas. (Nowadays Americans get free refills on soda, which might explain how so many of us consume too much sugar.)
At home, my husband and I roast and grind our own coffee. We have the freshest coffee in town. We also have a high-end automatic drip pot which makes a rich brew. We are spoiled on coffee.
I drink less coffee than I used to, having lost some of my tolerance for caffeine since I lost 80 pounds. It is still my favorite drink; I just drink half-cups of the stuff. It caffeinates me just fine. I don’t like the feeling of being over-buzzed anymore, like I did when I was younger. No more double cappuccino — Turkish tea — Arabic coffee — more Turkish tea days for me (that was the day I finally had too much caffeine to drink in my youth).
So give me coffee in the morning.
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