Both of my parents drink their coffee hot and black. Thus, in my world, REAL coffee drinkers drink it black. I don’t like black coffee – so I didn’t drink it. Well, except for an occasional ‘cheat” when I accepted a doctored-up version because coffee was what a host was serving or when inexplicably drawn to it while eating a rich dessert.
I would hear others go on about how they love coffee – and I’d mentally judge them harshly as they adulterated the REAL deal with sugar, syrups, powders and dollops of cream. Clearly they didn’t actually like coffee.
Over the past year I kept encountering articles touting the benefit of coffee when it comes to staving off alzheimers.* By the fourth article I wrestled with refusing to drink coffee if I couldn’t drink it the right way versus potentially increasing my odds against developing such a debilitating disease. Dealing with a beloved family member who is in the early stages of alzheimers, I decided the potential benefit outweighed my pride with regard to being perceived as a weenie so-called coffee drinker.
On my last visit home, I shared, shoulders hunched in shame, with my father that I had started drinking coffee, but just couldn’t drink it black like he and my mother did. He responded flippantly: “The only reason we drink it black is because when we moved to Seattle sugar was scarce and the people we were staying with didn’t have cream – so we just go used to going without it.”
What?! After 50 years I find that my parents actually at one time were weenie-coffee drinkers, too? Or does it mean that one’s NOT a woose because they add a little flavor to their joe? I felt like the lady who cut her roast in half and cooked it in two pans for years as her mother did when she was growing up – only to learn decades later her mother did that because she didn’t have a pan big enough for a roast.
So I decided to embrace my new-found delight in tan coffee. When I expressed concern about the added calories, a friend suggested that I use a very small amount of whipping cream in it. Not half and half – real heavy cream. The logic was it’s naturally sweet and a little goes a long way. I found this to be true, and I generally drink it that way. However, for an occasional treat, my favorite
woosie addition is Southern Butter Pecan. Bottom’s up! -El
*Click here to read 4 Benefits of Coffee found on Alzheimers.net