
Coffee is big business these days, with all the fast food joints coming out with their own versions of sweetened coffees piled high with whipped somethingorother, sprinkles and a bezillion calories.
I will admit I am the first one to accept a cup of coffee when offered, I started drinking the stuff when I was a little kid. What a treat it was when grandma mixed a little coffee with a lot of warm milk and a spoonful of sugar. I loved the taste of the brew then and still do today.
Did the coffee keep us awake? I can't remember. I can't remember a lot of stuff these days, but I still like the smell of coffee brewing and the rich taste of a warm mug full of coffee with cream. I never got in the sugar part of the deal, which is good since I ended up with diabetes.
Unlike a lot of people, I do not have to have hot coffee. Coffee is good at any temperature. I expect that stems back to my waitress days when I grabbed a sip as I raced between the kitchen and the customers.
I started my day as a newspaper reporter at 6 a.m. writing for a 9 a.m. deadline. Many times I had been up the night before until 9 or 10 p.m. or later covering municipal and school board meetings. People relied on the paper to give them the scoop on what public officials were doing and the paper I worked for had the news on the street before any of the others on time. I am sure I could not have done that without the help of coffee.
Today I have nearly weaned myself off caffeine, which is supposed to be hard on one's body, but I still adore a good cup of brewed decaf coffee. You can't tell the difference - honestly.
Coffee is part of a writer's life. I can't imagine existence without it, hot, warm, cold or iced. Wouldn't you like some right now? Terry
Terry L White -Author of the Chesapeake Heritage Series
"Travel Through Time With Terry"
http://www.terrylwhitesblog.blogspot.com
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