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Aw, beans

I like coffee. I am not an addict, really, but I like it. I like one cup of good coffee in the morning.  By good I mean nice beans, darkly roasted but not charred. I grind them fresh, then pour boiling water over them and let them infuse the water with flavor.

It's simple, really. One of those daily rituals that you look forward to upon waking. I add a spoon or so of raw sugar, then enjoy the warm, dark liquid.

I don't consider myself a snob, but I may have strong preferences. I don't like light coffees, or even medium coffees. I like French Roast or Italian Roast.  Costo carries a vendor we like, so hubby picks me up a two pound bag every couple of months and life is good. It's a New Mexico roaster, so we feel good about the choice - it's always nice to support local.

The other day I was at Sprouts picking up a few things, and I noticed they had a sale on their coffee beans. I investigated, remembered that our stock was getting low, and decided to try an Organic Italian Roast.  Turned out to be a lovely choice. Lovely.

But it's come to my attention that after a few days of enjoying this new coffee? It amps me up way more than the roast I'm used to (which is probably between a dark and French). Now, I find this interesting since the lighter the roast, the higher the caffeine content. This stuff is really dark. And smooth in a velvety, rich way.

Mmmmm.

Love the new beans, and have to say I am noticing markedly more productive mornings since I've begun enjoying the Italian Roast.

Which can't be a bad thing, right?

Big hugs, and have a great week!

Stevie

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