Coffee Snob

I am a Drinker of Coffee... There are many wonderful things to start your day with, but my favorite is a extremely delicious cup of coffee. Now, I know a few of you are NOT drinkers of the dark liquid I call goodness, but maybe after this you might be willing to take another chance. What had happened was this...

I have been drinking coffee since about the age of 10, my mom used to tell us it would stunt our growth and not allow us to drink it. However, what happens when you tell a kid (in particular me) NOT to do something? You guessed it... Do It! So my coffee drinking started as pure defiance towards my Mom. I can remember chugging big gulps of my mom’s coffee, when she would leave her cups in various spots through the house. The strangest thing is, back then, it was disgusting. I am talking about tar and paint mixed in with cream disgusting. None the less I continued sneaking sips. It took some time, but eventually it was my drink of choice. I never had a preference for any particular brand or type, drip coffee, whole bean, ground, wawa vs. starbucks, iced or hot. I just knew that a cup of coffee was something to be enjoyed, no matter the route it took to get to my hands. My reasons for drinking coffee went through a growing stage with me. I went from defiance, to staying up late to finish “not ever on time” projects in college, getting married and enjoying a cup with my husband and just drinking it out of habit. More recently however, I have been brought to an entirely NEW type of coffee. FRENCH PRESS COFFEE, I have been drinking it for the past 10 months, it’s like drinking a warm cup of delightfulness. I introduced it to my mother-in-law over Christmas, her being a “sworn for life TEA drinker” has drifted over into the realm of French Press Coffee. I have been shown a finer coffee market and it has completely ruined my love affair with all other forms of coffee. It does NOT matter what variety of coffee goes into the French Press, it matters that it is made in the French Press! I had not pegged this as a problem until my recent trip home; I spent several hours on the road and stopped for coffee. I, Amanda, confess… I threw out 3 cups of coffee! The taste of coffee NOT made in a French Press was dreadful. The thing is, my husband and I set aside 20 dollars a month for fancy coffee drinks (since I LOVE coffee so much) and I, in fact, threw 9 dollars of that away! I never thought it possible but I have become a glorified COFFEE SNOB!

Disclaimer: Dear Husband, I was still under budget for coffee this month!