|All latte art courtesy of Tristin Roberts and his family's company, Jitter Bean|
My love affair with coffee started at a young age; my folks usually drink about 2-3 cups of coffee a day. When I was little, I would ask for frequent "sips." I LOVED the taste because they put a bit of cream and sugar in their coffee (my mom more than my dad) and it seemed like a fun, grownup thing. At my grandparents' house, coffee was something to be had after every meal, pretty much. They were good Swedes, what can I say?
I first encountered Starbucks at age 14; my folks didn't get their coffee at coffeeshops, they brewed it at home, so Starbucks felt SUPER fancy to me. My first 'fancy' drink was White Mocha and I remember that first sip as pure bliss. My best friend, Alaina, and I would rollerblade to Starbucks regularly for Frappuccinos (although, if I remember correctly, she'd get Tazoberry, which is no longer offered... does anyone remember those?? SUPER tasty, I think they were discontinued in 2005ish?). In 2001, right after I turned 17, I started working at Starbucks while in my junior year of high school. I gained at least 5 pounds (maybe closer to ten??) after eating tons of pastries, Frappuccinos, and White Mochas. Daaaaangerous, I tell you!!
In college I roomed with a Miss Kathy O'Dowd, who also worked at Starbucks and who was also a coffee junkie. We regularly drank coffee in our cramped dorm rooms, we drank coffee in the university cafeteria, we drank coffee at the university coffeeshop... Coffee, coffee, coffee.
In the early Spring of 2006, I decided to give up coffee for Lent. I'd never participated in Lent before as it seemed to be a largely Catholic practice to me, but I thought I'd give it a go. I was suppppper graceful about it, realllllly.... except that it seemed that denying myself coffee opened me up to sleepiness, headaches, and bouts of bitchiness. Not so pleasant. I made it the whole 40 days, however, and kicked the habit. It really WAS a habit for me, one that became more and more apparent the less and less I drank the stuff.
When we moved to California I decided that I'd only drink coffee when Bryan brought it to me from Starbucks, and I generally preferred chais at the time, so I drank very little then as well. In the last year I've decided to make coffee a tiny part of my life. Seemed innocent enough... as long as I didn't get addicted, I'd be good, right??
WRONG!!! Apparently my body doesn't LIKE coffee anymore, because when I drink more than a few sips, I get a nasty stomach ache, nausea, and occasionally an ache in my back. Crazy, right?? I thought maybe this was caused by drinking coffee that was too dark, so I started to add more cream and sugar to my coffee. That seemed to work a little bit, but now even THAT isn't working! I read online that this can be a sensitivity to the oils and the acidity in the coffee, and not so much the caffeine. The website recommended cream in your coffee, as well as eating something with your coffee. This works occasionally, but more often than not, I drink my 1.5 cups of coffee in my cute little "J" mug and then the tummy starts getting angry within a half hour. It's the saddest thing.
Like I said, it's the saddest thing.
Does anyone else have this problem with coffee?? It's not like I get the jitters or anything, just the tummy ache and the occasional urge to throw up. It's seriously gross. And... sad.
(Pssssst.... If you're in HumCo or plan on visiting Nor Cal anytime soon, Jitter Bean is the tastiest!!!)