08/16/2021 Coffee now, please

Oh, I think it’s going to be a 2-pot kind of day. (Don’t judge. The Kid is home and he’ll contribute to the massive consumption, I’m sure.)

Need. Coffee. Now.

There have been some early mornings and late nights around here, of late.

I told you once before about my internal alarm clock, so it shouldn’t be a surprise to either of us. But this business of waking up an hour and a half before I normally do is truly for the birds.

And no, I don’t subscribe to that “the early bird gets the worm” nonsense. I think a 5 AM wake up time is plenty early. Why push it up to 3:30?

Wow. I just had a memory flash about going “nightcrawler hunting”. Any fishermen out there?

But I’m off topic. Again. Apparently, the coffee hasn’t kicked in, yet.

I’ve tried to be a coffee snob. I really have. I used to buy premium whole beans and grind them every morning, back in the day. Then I opted for convenience and started using ground coffee. And usually it was one of the major brands out there: Folgers or Maxwell House, and now in CA, Yuban. And even more convenient, I transitioned for a few years to the coffee pods. I’ve tried 2 different brands: Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf, and of course–Keurig. For the most part I’m back to Mr. Coffee and setting the timer to have it ready when I wake up.

Now, this is not an endorsement for any brand of coffee or coffee maker. It’s merely illustrating a point. I cannot function without my magic elixir in the morning.

I tried to be a coffee snob. I really did. There was a monthly subscription service that sent curated coffee beans and a vinyl single (a 45, for you old folk), for something like $25/month. It was fun, for a while, but they weren’t consistent, back-ordered all the time, and I was tired of paying monthly and receiving products quarterly. Yeah, you can have it. I quit.

Anyway, that subscription got me back to grinding my own beans, on occasion.

I do love the ritual of grinding the beans and boiling the water for the pour-over. I don’t do that as much as I’d like. Mostly on the weekend when I’m in a mood. And then, nostalgia sets in and I’ve plopped an old vinyl record on the turntable–probably Dean Martin, Tommy Roe, or Louis Armstrong.

But these days, I need that caffeine coursing through my veins as quickly as possible. So Mr. Coffee it is!

Yeah, I don’t know where this post was going. Just had some time to kill, this morning.

I’ll leave you with one thought:

Don’t ever let anyone tell you that Fairy Tales aren’t real. I drink a potion made from magic beans everyday and it brings me back to life. (Author unknown; received from Two Rivers Coffee on a refrigerator magnet. How appropriate.)

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