I’ve always been fascinated by coffee. A dark little unpalatable brew whose wonderful aroma promise much to the senses– but delivers acerbic disappointment to the palate. Kinda like smelling pipe tobacco. But plunge a teaspoonful of sugar into it, and everything changes. An entire, global institution has sprung up over sitting down and having a coffee – the world’s most internationally traded commodity. I love it.
Maybe there’s a defective gene in my taste buds… but I find espresso without sugar totally undrinkable. Reviewers talking about sweetness speak a foreign tongue to me. The words sweet and coffee don’t appear in my vocabulary unless conjugated by the word sugar. Anyway, that’s me.
What’s everyone else like?
Do you too find espressos bitterly undrinkable but totally transformed by sugar? And how much of the white poison does it take to achieve that metamorphose? Or are you hairy-chested and drink it straight while finding the same pleasure as we sweet-tooths?
Maybe there’s a defective gene in my taste buds… but I find espresso without sugar totally undrinkable. Reviewers talking about sweetness speak a foreign tongue to me. The words sweet and coffee don’t appear in my vocabulary unless conjugated by the word sugar. Anyway, that’s me.
What’s everyone else like?
Do you too find espressos bitterly undrinkable but totally transformed by sugar? And how much of the white poison does it take to achieve that metamorphose? Or are you hairy-chested and drink it straight while finding the same pleasure as we sweet-tooths?
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