Man do I love a cup of coffee in the morning. I’m certainly not the biggest caffeine fiend around, but I can’t deny that it’s a habit forming beverage. I’d say that eight mornings out of ten involve me mixing up a cup of joe at the crack of dawn. Or the crack of noon, whatever the case may be.
On days that I don’t down a dollop of drip-brewed delight, I end up caving and crafting up a cup of the ol’ English awesome sauce, that bitchin’ British brew better known as “tea”. Tea is coffee’s calmer cousin- with a bit less than half the caf. Surely a sip should stop the shaking for a second or so.
As much as I say I like coffee, I’ve got nothing on my neighbor. Sure, I have a nice little coffee machine and a bean grinder, but not only does he have an industrial strength coffee crusher and a big, shiny, professional espresso machine, but he roasts his own coffee beans with a roaster that he made from parts of other things. He’s incredibly crafty. I call his coffee crisping contraption Dr. Roastenstein’s Monster. He buys forty pound bags of coffee and I bet that he’d grow the stuff if he could.
Three cheers for Caffeine- America’s favorite government approved drug!
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