52 blessing 05.2010

February 7th, 2010 by admin

I remember my first taste of coffee… my mothers instant “tasters choice” YAK! I’m not sure how old I was, but I’ll never forget the laughs as my contorted face brought forth wonderful amusement for those watching. It wouldn’t be until I was 19 and fighting fire for Chelan County Fire Department. (Yes, I was a firefighter, EMT at one time). It was winter and cold. Fighting fire in the cold nights, wet and freezing, I knew I had to do something, but coffee? YAK! A friend of mine told me, “You need to drink coffee. What else is there” I told him about my experience with coffee, “tasters choice” and for what I tasted to be the “tasters choice” it must have been in the line up with chum, dirty toilet water and charcoal mixed with burnt food and water. He laughed at me like the others did so many years ago and he told me I needed to try an espresso shot.

My first espresso shot. I would like to say it was heaven, it was not. I still didn’t have the taste for coffee, but I was going to. It wasn’t a matter of liking the taste… it was a matter of staying warm. I knew I would drink coffee if it killed me and I would learn to drink it straight. None of this fancy pants stuff… Cream, sugar, etc. With as much junk as some folks put in their coffee, I doubt they are really drinking coffee.

Winter forged on and I forced every hot cup of coffee down that I could to stay warm. I was told the secret to good coffee was never washing your mug. I gave it a shot and I’m not sure when it really happened, but I got hooked… I fell head over heals for the taste and smell of coffee. I can’t imagine not having a nice hot cup of BLACK coffee. It is one of the best parts of each day. The aroma early in the morning just makes me smile.

Is it a drug? Am I addicted? Say what you want… I don’t really care. I love my coffee.

I’ve managed to have coffee from many parts of the world. Darker roasts are my favorite and I enjoy beans from Africa.

Is this a blessing? Of course it is. Take it away from me though and it could be a curse… for you. :)

peace.

johno~

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  • http://www.dwimble.com/ Louanne

    Here is what I like about this – you say black coffee and mean it. To me that means NO junk in it. When I was a server and people asked me for black coffee I would bring them a cup of coffee. No sweetener or cream. And I can't tell you the number of people that were like “where is my sugar?” That's not black coffee.

  • http://www.dwimble.com/ Louanne

    Here is what I like about this – you say black coffee and mean it. To me that means NO junk in it. When I was a server and people asked me for black coffee I would bring them a cup of coffee. No sweetener or cream. And I can't tell you the number of people that were like “where is my sugar?” That's not black coffee.

  • dawnettethomas

    Yes it certainly would be a curse.

  • dawnettethomas

    Yes it certainly would be a curse.

  • dawnettethomas

    Yes it certainly would be a curse.

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