A brief history of coffee and SongdogMI

I got started late with coffee. I had my first cup at 10, but it didn’t stick then. Twenty years later, I finally got into the habit, and work was where it started. This probably accounts for my absolute lack of taste in coffee. I’ll drink almost anything: McDonald’s, 7-Eleven, even Ohio rest stop vending machine coffee. (Even Gotham’s!) I do prefer coffee from decent coffee shops like Dovetail and Java Hutt, of course.

Mostly, it has to be coffee-flavored coffee, thankyouverymuch. No hazelnut or vanilla or other weird stuff. Mocha is OK sometimes. Otherwise, it should taste like, y’know, coffee. Usually medium, sometimes dark. I doctor it up with sugar and cream, which I know makes me an insecure poser loser, but I don’t care.

Lately, though, I’ve come to suspect that it’s possible for me to have too much coffee. That limit might be a mere two cups. I’m as shocked as you surely are. I spent this afternoon at Java Hutt — my own little Martin Luther King Jr. Day event — and in 2 1/2 hours I had a mocha followed by a regular … and I didn’t finish the regular. I even had to come home and take some antacid tablets. Zounds!

This getting older stinks, y’know?

Fortunately, I like tea, too. I don’t think Ohio rest stop vending machines have tea, though.

Advertisements

About songdogmi

I'm a longhaired almost-hippie stuck in the inner suburbs of a major rust-belt metropolis who's thoughtful, creative, and kind of geeky. In exchange for a paycheck I run around in a cubicle maze most days. When I escape, I play music, hang out in coffee houses, dink around on the computer, take naps, and think I should be off in the woods somewhere. Every once in a while I get in my car and drive far, far away, though I've always come back so far.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s