That's it, I've joined the "other side". I feel like such.a traitor. Me, who drank tea her whole life. Who found pleasure in different type of beautiful dried green plants steeped in hot water and enjoyed just the sound of a kettle with some steaming goodness. Now I turn to the sweet smell of a good Turkish coffee and it gives me all the feels. I went from only being able to drink a latte, decaf, with lots of chocolate and caramel drizzle to a no milk/no sugar cup of coffee. I don't have a set schedule; it's still not something I do on a daily basis - and I don't want it to get to that. I'm still on one kid so I think that's possible (yikes, I'm sure I'll be in desperate need when I get to two crazies). I enjoy every bitter sip of a good, dark, coffee. How did this happen, you ask?
It all happened one dark winter day...
Me and my mom had both undergone surgeries and were supposed to take care of each other (always gives me a really good laugh), and the snow was just never ending (AND IT'S COMING BACK). Those cups of coffee with my aunt (who lived 5 km away by the way) over some fresh gossip (only the good kind, of course!) always brought us so much comfort. And now, I'll never turn back! You know, coffee has some health benefits too! Ofcourse! That's why I love it (blink blink).
Sarah Hamdan Registered Dietitian.