Wow! I didn’t know there were other people like me.
I detest coffee. It’s one of the worst flavors* ever developed. Can’t stand the stuff; it’s like drinking raw sewage.
Everyone once in awhile, I try it to see if I changed my mind. God, it’s awful. It’s popularity is a complete mystery to me.
I wake up fine without it. If I need caffein, then a cup of tea or some Mountain Dew is fine.
*Actually, coffee has no flavor. It’s all aroma. Try drinking it with a stuffed-up nose.
I live for coffee. I recently moved , and the coffeemaker was one of the first things I unpacked.
I usually go for Ethiopian blends- its strong and has a slight nutty quality.
I’ve never been a big coffee drinker…never been a big fan of the taste, never really got into the whole “grind the beans, set up the machine, brew the magic elixer, cha-cha-cha” thing.
On the other hand, my wife lives on the stuff.
I will have a cup if I’m out for dinner or whatever, and on cold mornings I have recently gotten into a half cup of hot chocolate, filled to the top with coffee. That goes quite well on a brisk winter’s day.
MMMM COOOOOFFFFFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE good.
Black. Strong. Hot. Mmmmmmmm. Need more. MORE!!!
JUST PUMP IT DIRECTLY INTO MY VEINS!!!
I like coffee. Mmm mmmm mmmmmm.
Y’know, I’m positive there’s a twelve step program for that. 
First step - Buy coffee.
Second step - brew coffee.
Thirs Step - Something to do with Opal
Fourth Step - Drink Coffee
Fifth Step - Repeat
what 7 am I missing?
Mmmmmmmmmm…coffee…mmmmmm.
Coffee is the nectar of the gods. I don’t know why…it just IS. Double milk, maybe a bit of sugar. Flavoured coffees too, Irish Cream, Noisette, Chocolate Raspberry. Or half coffee, half hot chocolate. I’ll take it all.
It’s funny, I was thinking about it this morning…I started drinking coffee when I was 5’2…that was early highschool. I’m now a university graduate, and stuck at 5’4. Coincidence? Probably not 
I only drink coffee on occasion, mainly when I go out to eat breakfast with my family on Sunday mornings. I like the taste of coffee (I use sugar but usually no cream) but I don’t make it a part of my daily routine. I usually just crack open a Coke and drink it on the way to work instead to get my morning jolt of caffeine. I also get a mocha every Saturday morning (been doing this for the past 7-8 years).
I started on coffee a few generations before birth. My coffee use has gone up and down over the years.
I’m down to a pint to a quart of espresso a day.
I prefer turkish coffee w/o the sugar, but my grinder won’t grind it finely enough and I hate to wait, so it’s espresso for me.
When I worked at an espresso bar I ate beans by the spoonful.
The addition of a hot milk/ milk product is an acceptable practice. Artificial creamers are immoral. Nut flavors are merely irresponsible. Sugar is also borderline sinful. It’s blasphemous to add fruit or fruity flavors to coffee.
I used to drink a few cups a day, switching to Diet Coke in the afternoon, but when I lost my sense of smell a year ago, I found that I couldn’t tell if the milk had gone bad, so I gave it up. No big loss. There’s plenty of Diet Coke left. My wife, however, has mentioned from time to time that it used to be nice to get up and find that I had made coffee…
Coffee - my drug of choice.
The stuff IS an acquired taste, no doubt. But I actually do like the taste of good coffee now after having drunk it almost daily for 25 years or so. I definately have my favorite brands and styles and such. Bad coffee to me is that that is too bitter, leaves an aftertaste, or is too hot - it’s not meant to melt lead.
Now, get me going on the merits of a good cigar … mmmmmmmm.
I started on the stuff when I was a morning DJ.
Sorta hard to sound happy and up at 5:00AM without it!
My standard line was regarding my intravenous coffee machine in the background, running on slow drip…
It’s all summed up in a line from the Nylons song Crazy In Love (Morning Comes Early) that states:
I can’t say it any better than that, folks!
I get a 16 oz. coffee from the Shell station every morning. I put two vanilla creamers in it and I’m set.
I do like the occasional latte or cafe au lait.
Nooooooo, not Twin Peaks. Here’s a hint: it’s not from a movie or television show.
I’m sure you’ll get it though, it’s not that bad.
I never liked coffee and didn’t care for it…
but then I went to Seattle last summer and got hooked on cappuccinos. I treat coffee as candy. It has to have lots of milk, flavorings, and sugar in it. It’s just an occasional treat or a way to help me stay up to do work. My caffeine of choice in the morning is tea. I hate drinking soda in the morning – that sugar film on my teeth is not a pleasant feeling, ew!
Coffee…I don’t remember a time I didn’t like it.
I’m a coffee purist. The only substance that dare touch my coffee, other than my lips, is cream or milk. Never sugar (well, except in Turkish coffee.) And cream only before 11 a.m. None of this chocolate, hazelnut, vanilla frou-frou crap. To me, if you’ve gotta put that stuff in your coffee to make it potable, then, well, why are you drinking coffee in the first place? It’s clear you don’t like the taste. (I am being somewhat facetious, here, lest anyone be offended.)
I personally do not have much of a sweet tooth, and I hate sweet drinks, so it wasn’t much of a stretch for me to take to coffee. If you do develop a taste for it, you will realise that coffee does indeed have a lot of subtlety to it. Good coffee is only slightly bitter, and if you drink a lot of different types, you realize that certain coffee have fruity overtones, other coffee taste smokier…the variation in taste is similar to what you might find with scotch or even wine.
And, yes, it’s quite true…Dunkin Donuts does make a surprisingly good cup of coffee, my snobbery notwithstanding. I’ve also discovered that, at least in my old neighborhood, Krispy Kreme had a curiously decent espresso, but terrible, watered-down drip [coffee].
We don’t have a Dunkin Donuts in our area, but I’ve seen quite a few threads mentioning how great their coffee is. I plan on trying some the next time I make it to Seattle or Portland. I’ve always stopped for the donuts, but usually skipped their coffee and hit an expresso stand.
My coffee experience is like a lot of the others in this thread. First drank coffee when I was very young, in watered down doses. My mom had a child’s tea set she’d set up in the dining room for me, and we’d either drink Russian tea (her version was instant Lipton’s and Tang, equal parts) or coffee. My consumption grew from there.
I started drinking coffee in college when my boyfriend (who drinks coffee nearly constantly) got an espresso machine. At first I drank it stay awake, and then I started drinking it in morning. When I later on tried regular coffee, it tasted so light and almost a bit sweet that it was really good. I drink black coffee. I just don’t see the point of drinking coffee if your gonna fill the cup with random stuff.
I’ll lay it to you straight here. Coffee makes me high. I’ve got some wierd trigger that makes it so that coffee (soda doesn’t really do it for me) makes me euphoric. Not just energized, but walking down the street singing out loud, or writhing blissfully around in bed in love with life high. It’s the best and cheapest drug around. It has made my life a million times better, with no real drawbacks. Coffee- I love you!
Coffee for me is a constant. Nearly everyday I drink at least one cup. It’s much easier now that I work at a donut shop with great coffee (Tim Horton’s). I need* a cup or two to get me through the night. And either a cup of coffee or Earl Grey tea to keep me awake long enough to get through class.
I can’t think of a time that I didn’t like coffee. When I was little Grandma would give it to us with a little sugar to calm our stomachs if we were feeling icky (either that or tea with sugar or apple juice with ginger) When camping we constantly have a pot on the fire. That’s the worst stuff ever, but strangely good. A mug full of black, sugared coffee so strong your spoon melts. Sipping as you listen to the wind in the trees, the distant sound of kids playing and the birds and squirrels.
My parents never watered down the coffee for me. Of course I usually drink it with cream and sugar, but if neither are there or just for a change I will drink it black.
I think it is just a coincidence. I’ve drunk coffee since I was little (like 5 or 6) and I’m now 6’1. Maybe even taller since I last checked!
*I don’t really need coffee. I have gone for a few years with barely touching the stuff, but now I find it’s a soothing habit. One that keeps me sane.
The Callahan Touch by Spider Robinson perhaps? Either that or it is a Turkish proverb.
In any event, this is the thing about coffee. Coffee is like life. It is hot, and must be sipped slowly until you start reaching the end at which point you have to gulp it quickly (because it tastes nasty cold). It is an acquired taste, often bitter but with nuances within the bitterness that make it worth knowing. You can add things to it, or not, as you wish.
Coffee is the Alpha and the Omega. I look at the poor soda drinkers in the same way that I would look at someone that is colorblind. There is nothing necessarily wrong with them, but it is sad that they are missing so much.