Dear coffee machine
April 26, 2017 April 26, 2017
DEAR COFFEE MACHINE!
My love for coffee
started a long time before I got you. It started when relatives would come
visit us when I was a little girl and they would make a whole event out of
drinking coffee, chatting about everything and anything for hours. My mother
would often pour me milk or hot chocolate in the same cups that the grownups
drank coffee from, so I could feel like a was a part of something important (I
now do that for my nephew and niece).
When I was around 12,
I remember I was able to try my grandmother's instant cappuccino. You know, the
one where you mix the powder with hot water (and in my
grandmother-with-a-sweet-tooth's case, two teaspoons of sugar - four, when
no one's looking). I decided it was the best thing I had ever tasted. From then
on, my mom would always put a pinch of the cappuccino powder in my pretend-coffee
milk. In ninth grade, I got upgraded to a full teaspoon of cappuccino
powder in my milk, and even though there was basically no caffeine in it, I
felt like an adult.
The first time I
drank actual caffeine was June 16th, 2011. I remember the date so clearly,
because I finished elementary school the previous day and this was the day that
I went to my high school for the first time to check in. My friend and our parents went to get coffee afterwards and I ordered a cappuccino. I remember
I felt like a superhero. Like I could do everything I wanted to.
From then on it's been an on-off relationship. I wouldn't say I'm addicted to coffee, but it's certainly an incentive for working. It even works as a placebo. I could drink decaf coffee and still feel like I just got pure energy injected directly into my veins. It's the wonderful warmth and the smell of steam coming out of the cup that instantly makes me think creatively and truly believe I can do it all.
So my love for coffee
started a long time before I got you.
But the past few months that I've had you have been amazing and I have a feeling
we'll stick together.
I recently came into possession of a coffee machine. As much as it might seem that this post was sponsored by at least 25 coffee manufacturers, it is merely an ode to the machine, as well as a memoir of my caffeine intake through the years.
WHAT'S YOUR FIRST MEMORY OF DRINKING COFFEE (OR TEA)? ☺
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