Day four and five have been nice and calm. The near panic has subsided and I am on the verge of winning the mental game. I still drive by Publix and simultaneously picture the good steaks and imagine the smell of spicy unbreaded wings from their deli. It happened twice today and I had the same reaction both times- years of training is hard to undo. However, I must not be an old dog because for the most part I have learned this new trick pretty well.
Many years ago when acquiring a taste for coffee during my college internship, I held an opinion that I still hold today: there is no bad cup of coffee. Originally, this was a necessary opinion to have because I had not figured out the grounds to water ratio.
I enjoy coffee at every safe temperature and with any amount of unsafe sugar and cream. I could drink it black or white, hot or cold, but during the Atkins years, when left to my own devices I tended to indulge with lots of half and half and Splenda. It was perfect for a low carb diet and it became part of my morning… and my mid-morning… and my post lunch dessert. It gets worse, but I’ll spare you the details and the ellipses. Suffice it to say I drank an enormous amount of liquid butter in my hot coffee over a long period of time. This is terrifying in retrospect. At the time it was justifiable based on results and easy to live with if I didn’t think about it too much.
For the last five days my coffee has been black or the mahogany color of coffee mixed with almond milk. It could be easy to pine for my sweet, creamy mugs of coffee and complain about what I don’t have with this new lifestyle. However, I am finding it more fun to embrace this old, robust friend that I have not seen in many years. I loved coffee without crap in it, I just forgot that I did.
Today I visited the coffee shop Barnie’s in Winter Park. $1.79 is less than I pay for a 7-11 coffee, but at Barney’s that’s all you pay for the personal blend drip special. The baristas allow you to select several bean types to grind together and then percolate the hot water through in the Brazilian drip style. Today I had them grind a flavor called Christmas with a playfully flavored bean called Cupcake! It had a robust bouquet with a complexity and balance that you wont find in a convenience store.
I’ve come a long way from pork rinds and diet Pepsi and I think I like it. -277