I love coffee. I drink it every day. I couldn’t live without it, and wouldn’t want to. Which is precisely why it’s so bad for you: when it comes to food and beverage, I am the Arbiter of All Things Good and Evil. It’s very simple: the more I like something, the worse it is for the human body; the more I hate something, the better it is. Other than water, there are no exceptions. It’s a law. Boom! I got yer cite right here.
I’ll admit there haven’t been enough controlled studies to suggest whether or not the correlation between my appetite’s disposition and any given food’s nutritional value is coincidental or causal (personally, I’m certain it’s the latter: God simply made the food I like bad for you. I was a taster during The Creation. I was the one who suggested putting an apple tree in the Garden.), but the phenonmenon itself is beyond question. I’m the magic 8 ball of nutrition.
So: coffee = bad. Spinach = good. There you have it. You can close the thread, make a sticky, print it in The Reader, take it to the bank. My tastebuds are never wrong.