Even though I've read that I shouldn't have coffee (or carbonated beverages, dairy, sugar, asparatame, yeast, gluten, nightshade plants like tomatoes, bell peppers, potatoes or eggplant) I just can't help but love it.
When I was very young, I was always fascinated by the ritual. Not so much from my own parents, who used instant coffee. But my boyfriend's parents had a regular coffee pot and every morning it was made twice - once before the boys went out to feed the horses (they had Clydedales) and once just before breakfast was served.
The five teen boys and their parents, all lifted their cups when the pot came around, but I was left to make tea, and I remember thinking how I loved the scent of brewing coffee.
Years later I was working in Northern Alberta as a server, and myself and some friends went into the restaurant for lunch on our day off. It was so busy that the server poured coffee for all of us and didn't come back. After waiting a few minutes, someone else asked if I'd ever drank coffee before and I admitted that I didn't.
"Load it up and you'll be fine," one of them said.
"Load it up?"
"With cream and sugar."
Well, I've been hooked since then. When I was working in restaurants I always had a coffee on the go, and drank it whether it was cold or not. It helped me stay awake when I was bartending until 4 a.m. When I was managing clothing stores, it picked me up at 4 p.m. Now that I have a chronic fatigue issue, it helps me go that extra mile. With coffee, I barely ever nap.
Maybe when I retire, I will switch to decaf.