Coffee for me is more of a comforting habit at this point than something I necessarily get the urge to drink every day. It's as much a part of mornings as brushing my teeth, and it would feel strange to start the day without it. When I've been pregnant, I would drink decaf just for the taste of it, even though I was trying to limit my caffeine intake.
It also feels like the perfect counterbalance to anything sweet: anytime I have a piece of pie or something chocolaty and rich, I want coffee with it. Unfortunately, this often works vice versa, so I end up eating more sweets in the morning than I should!
I also think it's the perfect way to connect with others. Meeting for dinner might be too much of a time commitment, for instance, and hosting a dinner might be too expensive or beyond your culinary reach, but anyone can meet for coffee downtown, or brew some up in your own kitchen to share with friends over a plate of cookies. (There's the sweet tooth again...)
What does coffee mean to you?
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There's this coffee machine at work that does the works at the push of a button: coffee, chinos, lattes, espresso shots, etc. It's one of my new best friends. There's no language barrier between us, no silly misunderstandings, and best of all, it flows freely into my cup without any feeling of guilt or remorse.
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