None. Neither Pepper Mill nor I can stand coffee. And MilliCal doesn’t drink it. We keep a supply in the fridge for visitors, and we’ve got a coffeemaker that usually just gathers dust.
We both agree that fresh-brewed coffee smells great, but the taste is something else entirely*.
I blame my grandm,other’s coffee. The whole family used to get together at her house on Sundays and, among other things, drink coffee. And I suspect she never gave that pot a serious cleaning. I can still smell the bitter metallic tang of her coffee in the air.
*I feel much the same way about pipe tobacco. I was never really tempted to take up another bad habit, this one carcinogenic, but buring pipe tobacco always smelled Great to me. Then I had to keep a burning pipe in my mouth for one of the stage roles, and I got a chance to taste it as a smoker does.
AAAAAAhhhhhhhh! I couldn’t believe how sharp, hot, and bitter that smoke tasted when you sucked it through a pipe. Whoever invented smoking either had completely different tastes than I do, or a lot more persistence.
Last time I had caffeine I ended up in the ER. I’ve got a short in my heart, so it occasionally goes over 200 BPM and I need a shot of adenosine to get it back to a normal rhythm. Not a pelasant feeling.
None. The slave-like affect coffee has over people scares me to tell the truth, and I like not being dependant on anything to wake me up in the morning. Even if I wanted it, the taste makes me gag (although the smell is tolerable and reminds me of home). I’ll stick to the ocassional caffinated pop when I’m desperate.
One iced vente vanilla skinny latte per week, at the Starbucks corner of the local Barnes & Noble. No, I haven’t thought of cutting down. I live on Splenda ®-sweetened iced tea.
I was on a 2/3 of a 10 cup pot per day (i.e. 3+ large mugs) habit. I would stop at lunch (and I avoid sodas).
I gave up all caffeine for Lent, and am considering putting myself on a serious ration on Easter morning to keep the addiction from coming on too strong.
Me, too!
I make mine in a medium-sized French Press in the morning, and that fills my 20-ounce travel mug. I usually have another 20-ounce cup around 1:00, and maybe another around 5:00 or so, depending on if I’m tired or not. I work till 9:00 pm, sometimes later, and need to be alert, so I need the jolt.
I drink at least 3 pots a day of what I call “Norwegian coffee,” meaning it’s like what you’d get at a Perkins off I-90 in Minnesota only in a cup without lipstick on the rim. It helps to keep me awake (sort of) through the night, has no calories, and still has not been proven to be harmful, though many have tried.
