Sometimes Folgers Won’t Do
I have fond memories of Yolanda. I especially remember how she liked her coffee.
After adding the desired amount of milk, she would toss in a cinnamon stick for good measure. It served a dual purpose: to mix the dairy and the coffee together, as well as adding extra flavor. She never added aspartame or sugar - she claimed it was too much.
(I loved how the scent of cinnamon permeated the break room.)
I have stolen the idea for myself over the past couple of years, taking already ground cinnamon and tossing it in with the coffee grounds so I can have it all brewed together. In lew of fall, I heeded the call of my inner Basic Bitch and bought the pumpkin pie spice creamer to further enhance my caffeine consumption experience.
I’ve been a devoted caffeine consumer since I hit my late teens and early twenties. Like a majority of people, it’s my way of keeping myself alert and awake - so I could function along with the rest of my fellow human beings. Coffee was - and still is - the medium in which most of my family and friends bond. I can remember several trips to the local Barnes and Noble with my father, to sit and have a cup o’ joe and go over the week’s events.
My coffee drinking habits have rubbed off on to turn my beloved future husband, who has turned into a habitual coffee drinker. He now starts out his morning with a cup o’ joe, and like me adds the desired amount of creamer and sweetener.
And when the home-brewed fare won't do - and I’m feeling extra fancy - I’ll make my way downtown to a proper coffee shop and spend upwards of five dollars or more on a decent cuppa - throwing in a bagel or pastry if I’m extra hungry. My favorite little haunt just happens to be a former basement located in an alley. It's actually quite cozy and rather quiet, with decent wifi. The coffee itself is smooth, without the bitterness of cheap, poorly roasted beans. And here I remain pleasantly anti-social as I surf away on my laptop.
In addition to having a fantastic cup of coffee, I am putting my money where my mouth is, and supporting local businesses and the local artisans that populate the area.
I want to see it thrive, therefore I do my part and contribute.