How a coffee addict was born.
May. 31st, 2010 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I won’t say I drink lots of coffee, in fact, I don’t drink straight coffee; I drink iced and frappe mochas. I cannot stand the smell of hot coffee, any kind; it makes me want to retch when I walk past them.
The first time I had something with coffee in it came about entirely by accident. A few years ago walking around in one of the malls we have around here doing our regular window shopping when I noticed a poster in a Godiva store for a chocolate drink with a large clear cup filled with a light brown liquid in it and whipped cream on the top, I started drooling, whenever I think about something I think might taste good, I drool, it can be embarrassing but at least you always know when I like/want something. Now I have had Godiva chocolate before and really didn’t like it, I have always been a Ghirardelli fan and Ghirardelli is cheaper than Godiva, but at the time Godiva was what I was looking at and that was what I was going to try. Kevin said I could get a drink and hoped that I would like it.
We went inside, ordered the drink, and watched as they poured the drink into a tall plastic cup. It had been in a blender to crush the ice and mix the chocolate drink with the ice. They added the whipped cream and put some chocolate shavings on top. I took my cup when handed to me and we walked out of the store. I took my first sip and stopped. I turned my head to look at Kevin and said, “this is coffee” with a kind of disgusted look on my face. I took another sip; Kevin suggested I throw out the remainder of the drink since it was obvious I didn’t like it. But I kept taking sips from the cup, just sips, and only every few minutes instead of drinking continuously like I would if it was a soda. It took nearly two hours to drink this chocolate coffee while we walked around the mall. I finished the drink in the car on the way home.
After I finished the drink I didn’t think I would be getting another one, but after a while, Kevin found another place that had a different kind of coffee in the same mall. Gloria Jean’s Gourmet Coffee became my first favorite mocha frappe; it is smooth and it doesn’t have the slightly bitter taster I get after drinking a Starbucks, which is what I normally, have since it is all over the place. Then we found a place called Saxby’s and so far, that is my favorite mocha frappe, it is very smooth and really doesn’t have much of the coffee taste to it. I also like the new McDonald’s Mocha frappe for the taste, almost like drinking a milkshake, but it does worse things to my digestive system than all of the other types of coffee I had tried.
I don’t have coffee very often, if I get it once a week that is a lot, it is usually closer to once a month and typically only when we need really bad things to happen to my digestive system when it has become stuck for over a week. I am also one of those people who can drink a large mocha and then fall straight to sleep so it doesn’t matter when I have it. Kevin says I am addicted to coffee and I do occasionally get coffee craving, but I only have the one type of coffee and when someone makes a mistake in the order (like the time they gave me a caramel instead of a mocha at a Starbucks) I can’t drink it, none of the other flavors taste good to me.