Elixir of life, so I’ve heard.
Lately I’ve been trying to ween myself off of the stuff. It’s been tough man. I have a stunning coffee pot, a Keurig and a lovely espresso machine. None of which I have time to fool with at six am while I’m packing lunches (dog food sandwich anyone?) and screaming upstairs for everyone else to hustle it up.
A few years back, I quit my desk job to become a nanny. Coffee was essential for one simple reason: I had forgotten how much work taking care of a little human required. Holy hell I was exhausted some days. I often tell my best friend (I was his nanny), that I appreciated the refresher course on parenting. Once the Little Human headed into daycare to make friends and learn how to survive during playtime, I went back to work at a coffee shop.
The first few weeks I was there, I couldn’t figure out why I was sweating like I was pulling landscaping duty mid August. Turns out doing shots of espresso every hour will do that to you. Then I’d come home and crash, sleeping for hours. Eventually I figured out a happy medium on how much I could drink (when really, shouldn’t it just be one ristretto and maybe a con panna after work?).
Now, I simply settle for a cup of coffee in the morning and one in the evening after supper. I grew up with coffee on tap and spent a majority of my teenage years drinking coffee at Waffle House while smoking cigarettes and writing in the back corner booth.
I feel like I need to find that signature drink for myself though. That one drink I can’t live without. Is it out there? Will it come for me and wrap me in a warm, delicious, steamy hug that will make my brain zing and keep me happy? Only time will tell.
Until then, remember to keep your drinks simple and effective!