I developed severe coffee snobbery in college when I worked at a coffee shop, (way before being a barista was cool). I drank it black, I drank it hot or cold, I drank it with shots of espresso in it and on the side. I drank it all day, up until bedtime without disturbing my sleep in the least. When I was in college, I worked three jobs. Coffee was my life. It was the only way I could function at such a high level of productivity. Above all else, I HAVE ALWAYS AND WILL ALWAYS LOVE COFFEE.
My daughter once told me I should switch to tea because it is so much better for the environment. It takes less water and land to grow and more of it is sourced from fair trade farmers. I'll have to look into the truth of all that to be sure. In the meantime, I have cut back over the years. I drink a lot of green tea with lemon. I drink black tea with cardamon, (because chai). I just cannot replace my morning coffee with tea.
My morning coffee-making ritual, (yes, it is a ritual) takes about 15 minutes from start to finish. I use a french press, half decaf and half regular coffee, hot water, (not boiling) soy milk, chocolate syrup, and collagen powder. It is a nice balance between a pick me up and a treat for getting up. Unfortunately, that is just one of my cups of coffee. The rest are pretty boring, yet still just as time consuming.
I find that no matter how weird our current existence is, the little things like coffee rituals help. Appreciating and embracing the little things just might get us through this!
|It is chipped and the handle is broken but it still does the trick.|