Coffee = grown-up-ness? 
Back when I used to drink coffee (um, two weeks ago? yes, I’m breaking my addiction again), my favorite coffee came from a French press. I echo the others who suggest that the best coffee comes from fresh beans, purchased from a place with a high turnover (so they’re freshier – yes, that’s a new word), and then ground in small batches as they need them. But if you’re only a dilettante, you won’t want to invest in a burr grinder. Instead, in anticipation of your need, you can purchase some beans from one of the coffee shops (Coffee Bean or Peet’s, I’d say) and have them grind them for you there.
Or you can be like my dad, when we give him coffee. Silly me, I thought he’d enjoy trying some different things, so I bought him several different kinds of coffee beans, including two flavors (Irish coffee and chocolate raspberry, both of which I thought would be nice dessert coffees for him to serve) and three or four other kinds of coffees. He mixed all the beans together into one mish-mash, then ground them all, burning out mom’s coffee grinder.
And, may I say, that was the foulest cup of coffee I have ever had in my life. Now, when I bring him coffee, I bring the espresso pods from Starbucks; pre-ground, pre-measured, sealed in a filter so he can’t mess with them.
But I digress…
In addition to the taste, the French press will take up the least amount of space and you don’t have to worry about filters. You just measure in the grounds, pour in hot water, wait, and press. It provides a very rich taste, looks cool, and is very easy. A drip coffeemaker (at least, one that costs about the same as a French press), by contrast, is perfectly fine and functional, but the flavor isn’t as rich. And, frankly, there’s no magic in making drip coffee.