I decided to do the foolish and unproductive thing earlier today, I decided to check Facebook. My newsfeed was overflowing with posts about coffee.
International coffee day or something? I’m not saying it is, I’m asking, because although I have a few coffee obsessed friends, they don’t normally post about it THAT much.
Personally, I’m not a fan of the stuff. I know half of you are probably about to kill me right now, but really, I don’t get the appeal.
Now, I will concede that it does sometimes SMELL good. But that’s an entirely different matter. When I was a kid, I loved walking down the coffee aisle in the grocery store; all those clear containers filled with the dark beans drifting their aroma throughout the aisle. It got to be a bit much if, for some reason, we stayed in the aisle for more than a quick pass, through.
Brewed coffee, on the other hand–now that is a smell that I very seldom enjoy. I’ve found that a majority have a lovely skunky smell, like someone who had been attacked by a vicious mob of the little monsters. That, however, is not my idea of a good time, or a thought that I particularly want to dwell on.
I don’t know, maybe it would make a good children’s story. I think I’ll work on that, actually.
I really don’t know what the point of this post is. I suppose I just found it odd that so many people were talking about their coffee today. Maybe it’s just a coffee kind of day.
Whatever kind of day it is for you, I hope it’s wonderful! It’s Christmas Eve Eve!