We can’t live with it. We can’t live without it. Like literally. WE CANT LIVE WITHOUT IT. WE ARE ADDICTED.
If you ask any of my friends, they’d vouch for my addiction to it. I’ll randomly be like “Wait, we have to stop and get coffee.” at a random time during the day even though I already had a decent amount of coffee in my system.
I mean, I purchased a domain with the word coffee in it. I can’t think of something more fitting than it.
I don’t discriminate when choosing what kind of coffee I want. Sometimes I want a latte, sometimes a black cold brew, and sometimes an iced coffee with extra cream and liquid sugar. It really depends on my mood and if I’m trying to cut back on all the bad stuff. You could honestly surprise me with any coffee and I’d probably consider proposing.
When I wake up in the morning and there’s no coffee I feel like that one SpongeBob episode where there are a bunch of Spongebobs in his brain and everything is on fire. You know the one.
An Addiction Begins
It’s pretty ridiculous to think about a time when not only did I not need coffee but I didn’t like it, either. The first time I drank coffee was my senior year of high school and it was VERY occasional. I was on an intense diet (which developed some really awful and unhealthy habits. I’ll speak on this in another post) and I wouldn’t allow creamer into my diet. At the time, all I knew about coffee was that creamer exists and that’s it. That being said, I would allow myself a coffee here and there. Luckily, it wasn’t an addiction yet because it was easy to steer clear from coffee.
It was during the real stresses of life (a phenomenon known as college) where I started religiously drinking coffee. First was occasionally during my Disney College Program. Then, once I was out of there it was game over.
I’m always wanting to find the hole-in-the-walls in new cities that I visit or move to. There are SO many coffee shops to discover these days and I wish I could get paid to visit them all and tell you what’s best…but alas, dreams are for sleeping.
One thing I don’t do is discriminate against the “basic” coffee companies. Look, Starbucks and Dunkin aren’t great. We know. But USUALLY these are my go-tos because there is one on every corner and I can easily get my caffeine in when I’m in a rush. I genuinely enjoy the cold-brews from these establishments. Don’t fight me, coffee snobs.
I will however, mention two favorites; one from Orlando and one from Nashville.
Right before I dropped out, my only motivation for driving 30 minutes to class was telling myself I’d come here after since it was close to the main UCF campus. My favorite drink here is the iced Madagascar vanilla latte. I wish there was something like it near my new home in Miami but if there is, I haven’t found it yet.
If you’re a coffee drinker from Nashville, you know this place because it is really popular and for good reason. Barisa Parlor was one of the first places I went to when I arrived to the city, therefore, making it my first impression on Nashville. First of all, it’s overwhelming gorgeous in there. Walking into that sight AND the smell of coffee…I considered staying forever.
There was a huge menu and I was overwhelmed but I ended up with an iced latte; yes lattes are a running theme but I love to taste the quality of the espresso. Plus, that and cold-brew are the two forms of coffee that really help me feel alive.
Okay….my rant about coffee is over.
Please, please, please send me your favorite coffee shops in your area so that I can check them out when I’m around!
And let me know what you think of these recommendations, if you end up trying them.
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