About a month ago, I started drinking coffee again. I'm spoiled at work because not only did our office manager work at Starbucks for a number of years, she's a coffee aficionado and therefore buys good coffee for the office. None of that grocery store stuff for us. And she makes it STRONG. I temper mine with quite a bit of milk, but it's still tasty. And it's a better way to get my caffeine for the day than soda.
I avoided coffee for a long time because it didn't seem to agree with me, but I'm thinking maybe that was just my dad's coffee. I like the coffee at work. It was hard on vacation to have the crappy stuff they gave you at the continental breakfast. Coffee-flavored water. Blech. I'm thinking of adding a french press to my wishlist for christmas. I think having a coffee maker (even a little one) would be too much temptation for me. But being able to make coffee one cup at a time, and not instant, would be nice. I think maybe I'll go get myself another cup.
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