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I'm not a coffee drinker. I tried it once when I was twelve, and a time or two in college. The last time I tried it, I decided it was silly to force myself to drink something I absolutely detested. I'm not even crazy about its smell. (Which was bad, considering I had to make the coffee at two of my jobs in college.)

Today I had the privilege of coffee shopping for a friend. We were cooking buddies in language school, and kept in touch even after we returned to teaching. She was maid of honor in my wedding. This summer she stayed in China instead of coming home for the summer break, and so was unable to stock up on those nice things that we can live without but prefer not to. So I offered to send a care package, and she gave me her list. And number one was: coffee.

I never dreamed there was so many different flavors of coffee, much less brands. I was almost tempted to buy one of every flavor, but stuck to the list she gave me. After all, if I sent someone to the store and requested Dr. Pepper and someone sent me one flavor of every kind of soft drink, while I'd be appreciative, I'd also be a little disappointed.

So for all my coffee inhaling friends, do you try different flavors or do you find one you like and stick with it?

Comments

Jennifer said…
i'll just stick to diet coke, thank you, but you;re right...i'd be disappointed to get a diet pepsi instead.
Carroll said…
I agree. Coffee is nasty. However...my boss brews some sort of Dunkin Donuts coffee every morning. It smells really good. Too bad it doesn't taste like it smells...
Lydia said…
I try different kinds. I only have coffee a couple of times a month now that I'm so into tea. Tea is healthier and Rich can tolerate the smell because it's milder. Coffee makes him sick.

Carroll? You got a job? You have a boss? AUGHHH- tell me already!

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