Revisiting Coffee
I walked into Tully's in the Redmond Center the other morning early. I was looking for tea to fill my go-cup. Oddly enough, they were out of black tea. They had green and all those foofy flavors, but not good ol' black tea. I left, but being desirous of a hot drink, I turned around and, with a bit of apprehension, ordered a latte. My first coffee since mid-August. In the past, not too distant, I would have ordered a triple tall breve latte with one yellow sugar. Starbuck-speak. This time I asked the barista to make a tall latte with one yellow sugar (one shot, 2% milk). (I first asked how they made a machiatto, and it is definitely NOT the European way, so I opted for the latte.)
I will admit it was definitely tasty. I got pretty buzzed up though. On ONE shot! Yak yak yak yak yak. And I have not had any cravings since, which I was concerned about. (Coffee not being the same sort of addiction as tobacco, apparently.)
I still am preferring the tea. Softer buzz, no kcal, not costing an arm and sometimes a leg, too. But now I feel secure in having an occasional cuppa with a friend or for an occasion. It was pleasant. Except for the slightly too high, little bit shaky buzz.
I will admit it was definitely tasty. I got pretty buzzed up though. On ONE shot! Yak yak yak yak yak. And I have not had any cravings since, which I was concerned about. (Coffee not being the same sort of addiction as tobacco, apparently.)
I still am preferring the tea. Softer buzz, no kcal, not costing an arm and sometimes a leg, too. But now I feel secure in having an occasional cuppa with a friend or for an occasion. It was pleasant. Except for the slightly too high, little bit shaky buzz.