According to Morning Coffee it’s National Coffee Day. I don’t really need an excuse to celebrate the wonderful beverage that helps me jumpstart my morning, but I’ll take one anyway. Unfortunately all I have available to me at work is that NASTY office coffee, but I started the day with two decent cups at home.
I remember my first espresso. I got it in a little coffeehouse in Raleigh and it took me forever to drink it. I remember consuming 2 espressos and four cups of house blend in my favorite coffehouse in Greenville in the course of an hour and a half and vibrating out to the car. I remember the intoxicating smell of roasting beans from my first batch. I remember working for my grandfather, getting up at 4:30 to get ready and drinking his coffee, thick and bitter from cups stained by years of hard water and harder coffee.
Coffee has been very, very good to me.