Sunday, January 18, 2009
Wake up and smell the coffee..
I never drank coffee until I was about 40 years old, never drank booze until I was about 25, tasted nasty. Both, well the coffee tasted OK with about 4 teaspoons of sugar. Then I started into Tea. At 40 we would get up on Sunday, get the Sunday paper and for some reason I started to drink the coffee.
Now I enjoy it.
Nice dark and strong.
"What do you mean you don't have any bold coffee?" Was my question as I walked into the Starbucks store. Seems that they stop brewing it after 3 in the afternoon.
Whatsdamada, can't take the buzz?
I thought the coffee was for the jolt it provides to carry one another mile?
So they offered me the brew of the day with couple of shots of espresso......not a bad substitute.
Coffee in Mexico is dismal.
Unless you have your own machine that grinds the beans, clicks and clacks, then squirts out a ribbon of coffee, you can't get a decent cup anywhere.
Not even at the two lone Starbucks in Morelia!
Believe me I have looked, chased, seeked, found and was disappointed in the swill that they deem acceptable java.
Is it just me?
I don't think so. When we travel on the road which we do a couple of times a year , back and forth up to Tucson and farther, it has come to pass that I ferry my little plug in the wall coffee maker that allows me to overfill the grind basket in order to see some black juice exit the spigot dark enough so that I would not be able to see through it.
That was brought on by a trip about two years ago, when halfway through the trip I succumbed to giving up on beige liquid in my cup being served by most so called coffee joints.
Last time we stopped by the Starbucks on the Periferico in Morelia, my wife treated me to running in and fetching the java. Returning in a few minutes, I tasted the warm water then handed her the paper cup of liquid. I said "Taste It"
She too couldn't believe that it was their "dark" blend. I was ready to call it a day, but she is much more demanding than old mellow me, (must be the age difference) returning with a new cup and a separate cup containing several shot of espresso I was finally able to at least synthesize a passable cup of Jo.
Well, maybe it's an acquired taste? Or me making up for all those lost years of no coffee.
Well, back to the paper , my coffee's getting cold.......