For the love of coffee

I enjoy coffee.

Actually, I love coffee.

I love the smell of it brewing in the morning.

For the past thirty years or so it’s been the beginning of my morning ritual.

Not that I’m one of those who exercises and meditates in the morning.

My morning ritual consists of coffee, shower, coffee, prayer, coffee, fill thermos with coffee, and coffee in a go-cup on the way to work.

This ritual varies very little on weekends.

I also drink coffee throughout the day and evening.

I’m one of those people who can drink a cup right before bed and sleep like a baby.

I like my coffee black. My wife prefers a little flavored cream in hers.

My kids like it not only flavored, but cold and iced.

Sometimes they have whipped cream on top of it.

That’s not coffee.

That’s dessert.

My coffee is leaded. I like the caffeine.

No decaffeinated for me.

Someone once said decaffeinated coffee is like a hairless cat, it exists, but that doesn’t make it right.

There are many benefits to coffee drinking.

Studies have shown that coffee increases memory, is an anti-oxidant booster, and helps to prevent depression.

Amen. I’d be depressed if I didn’t have my coffee.

Now, studies have also shown there are a few harmful effects associated with coffee.

Caffeine consumption can raise your blood pressure.

So can your children.

It can cause headaches.

Again, so can your children.

Coffee has been known to cause indigestion.

Bring on the Tums.

By the way, indigestion is usually due to drinking coffee on an empty stomach, which mine rarely never is.

I love coffee.

I’m drinking a cup now while writing my column.

I don’t know what I’d do without coffee.

Probably 25 to life.

See you out there.