Once upon a time, I didn’t drink coffee.
But then, as it often happens, I fell in love, and so drinking coffee became something to share.
It isn’t that I hadn’t had ample opportunity before then; I come from strong coffee-loving lineage. Not until about a decade ago, though, was it part of my daily life.
Now, though, it is ritual, enjoyed on an everyday basis in one form or another. I prefer espresso, and usually have lattes at home. In France, that translates into a café crème in the morning, and espresso after espresso after espresso throughout the day.
So thank goodness I learned to enjoy coffee those many years ago. It makes each morning a little bit better, and each trip to Europe a little more authentic.