Wherin a Coffee Addict Falls Into a Tea Cup
I used to be a coffee addict. I drank it black, and I drank it often. The stronger the better. Coffee fueled the world, I said, and tea was for people who couldn’t handle its bite and energy. I was a red-blooded American girl. Coffee is strong and glamorous. Coffee is Scarlet O’Hara in Gone With the Wind. Coffee cafes feature baristas with man-buns and skinny jeans, mixing drinks to a soundtrack of jazz or hip hop or Post Malone. Actually, I have no idea if skinny jeans are still in fashion. Not that…
