I love my morning coffee.
In some ways, I would like to be a coffee snob, obsessing over the correct coffee bean and kind of roast. Wondering if the water temperature is right, and if all the flavour is being extracted from the freshly ground coffee.
But, and there is always a but, I only drink coffee in the morning and I am usually the first one up to make it. Sadly, I am not a morning person who can fully function when first getting out of bed.
It usually takes me around an hour (or more!) to start to feel like I'm alert enough to face the day and it's challenges. So the challenge of coffee snobbery in the morning is probably beyond me.
I buy grocery store beans, already roasted, and grind them in the morning for the pot. I do use a burr grinder, so at least the beans are freshly ground. All of that is probably horrifying to the real coffee snobs - the ones who order special beans and home roast. Not the coffee snobs buying their coffee from an overpriced coffee shop with weird flavours and toppings. In fact, I'm not even sure that those kinds of drinks can even be called coffee anymore, coffee based or coffee flavoured, maybe. But no longer coffee.
In fact, I would guess that if you truly wanted to be a purist you should drink your coffee black, with no additives. That too may be beyond me.
I love my coffee hot, with cream (18%, to be picky), and that's it. I've given up on giant mugs, preferring a smallish sized mug to drink out of. It works for me - the coffee gets cold at about the same time as I am reaching the last mouthful. It's a wonderful synergy.
Time for a fresh cup.
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