I've always been a light coffee drinker -- apart from my days of slinging lattes at the local coffee shop, I have never been one who consumes coffee throughout the day, but moreso just as a part of my morning routine. I have often commented that I like the RITUAL of coffee (the smell, the warmth, the pouring it into my favorite cup and curling up on the sofa to read email), better than coffee itself.
Since I'm a morning person to begin with, I don't really NEED coffee to get my day started - but I enjoy it, especially in the spring and fall months, when I can take it on the patio and read in the brisk air.
As I've gotten older, or maybe just more in tune with my body, I feel the effects of caffeine more - so I rarely drink it after my morning cup or two... and never later than 3 PM.
Anyway -- the reason I'm telling you this is because over the past week I've discovered something amazing. Something I think I cannot "unlearn." Half and half.
Hold the phone! Why didn't anybody TELL me that a couple of tablespoons of half and half elevated my boring cup of "regular drip, room for skim" to an indulgent, creamy, rich, sinful morning treat?!
Here's what happened - while grabbing a box of my usual fat free half and half (note: what IS fat free half and half, anyway!? I mean, real half and half is half cream, half non-fat milk, but if the whole thing is fat free, then isn't it just ... skim milk?! I don't get it), I accidentally grabbed REAL half and half. Yup. Real, caloric, fatty half and half. And didn't realize it until probably day 2 or 3 of drinking it in my coffee. I'd just completely cleaned my coffee pot (vineger, the whole bit), due to a big of a drip explosion, so at first I was "blaming" my delicious morning beverage on the newly cleaned coffee pot - but this morning I figured it out.
Half and half, I think I love you.
And I'm certain I have to give you up, for fear that I will be halfway out of my jeans after a few more weeks of this indulgence.
Off and running,