Opus 2024-132: Coffee

I came to coffee in the same way that many people might have arrived; as a gradual addiction.  It started off in college as a way to stay awake when I had ignored studying and needed to pull an all nighter before a big test.  When I was drafted into the army and ended up sitting in an office and bored to tears, coffee was available.  So I would drink it.

I started with cream and sugar, because who can stand the taste of coffee without it?  It smells great, it doesn’t taste great, at least, until you develop a resistance to it.  Then when we went out to eat, and we’re sitting talking for long periods of time, they did not refill Cokes, so I went to coffee.

Eventually, I started liking it.  Eventually, I started purchasing whole bean coffee and grinding it in the store.  Then I got a blade grinder for home.  As I got more involved, I bought a burr grinder.  Then I started experimenting with different blends and sources of coffee.  In time I came to really enjoy it.

What brought me to this is the nuances that I am picking up in the coffee I’m drinking this morning.  I find that even if I brew my coffee exactly the same way every morning, it still tastes different.  I noticed that as the morning goes on the flavors that I am picking up change.  It is an interesting progression.  I guess it is part of the reason people drink it just in case you are one of those people who are still pure.

homo unius libri