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“C” is for Coffee

Grateful April in the A-Z Blogging Challenge
My coffee loving Tracey just posted this!
Day three of the A-Z Blogging Challenge, and I’m sitting here enjoying that for which I am grateful that begins with C. It’s warm. It’s caffeinated. It’s sweet, vanilla, coveted. Coveted Coffee. I love it so much I give it two Cs today. And it doesn’t escape me that on the day I’m singing coffee’s praises, I’m blogging much earlier.
My coffee journey went something like this: Twenty years ago, a friend said, “Hey, have you ever tried Starbucks?” I hadn’t. Wasn’t Starbucks coffee? Old people drank coffee. My grandma smoked and drank coffee. I did not consider myself in her category so I turned up my nose and shook my little permed head no. You would not catch ME drinking that vile liquid.
Within the year, I tried it. What the heck?? Coffee comes in chocolate? I was in love. 
Since that time, I have drunk gallons of Starbucks coffee and once considered myself a “Starbucks only” coffee drinker. If I calculated how much money I’d spent, I could have paid for my college tuition on the money it took keeping me awake in those classes. I went so often that my order preceded me. Once, Mr. Martin decided to surprise me with a cup, and his experience went like this:
“I’d like a venti mocha… non-fat… no whip… one Sweet n Low,” he said slowly and carefully in the way of a man who’d ventured into Martian territory where clearly no one spoke his language. His natural instinct was to calculate what we could have bought with the money I was wasting (his word, not mine) at Starbucks, so for him to step into enemy territory was big, and he did not want to mess up the order.
“Is this for Dana?” the barrista asked, smiling casually as she wrote the order on the cup.
Crickets chirped, the earth shook.  “You have GOT to be kidding me?!”
Yes, it was like that. I don’t do anything halfway. If I like a new song, I will listen to it on infinite repeat. If I discover a new food (enter sushi baked salmon rolls), I’ll eat it every day until I get sick. And Starbucks mochas? I drank them Every. Single. Day.
As a new coffee drinker, though, I wasn’t keen on the tricks of keeping it in my cup; I splashed it in my car, on my shirt, and in my backpack as I was trying to sneak it into a classroom where I wasn’t supposed to have it. The only time I didn’t spill it was the day I went tripping down a flight of stairs at college. Forget the books and my purse, they went flying. But when I tumbled to the bottom, the venti mocha was upright with barely a drop of liquid heaven on the lid.

Yes, coffee. Today, I make it myself, and not only does it save me money, it means that I drink it even sooner; I don’t have to get in the car to get it, and I can smell it from the bedroom, which encourages me to get up faster in the morning. I take it on the road with me, too–but never in aluminum mugs. I’ve gotten so great at keeping the coffee in the cup these days that it travels with me just as you see it pictured here.
I am grateful for its warm, inviting deliciousness and for sharing it with friends and family who come by for a mug of the steaming sunshine in a cup. I can’t think of another single liquid that brings people together quite like coffee.  


  • Robin

    I am not a coffee person, despite a genetic predisposition (hahahaha), BUT when I read the part about not doing anything halfway, I swore I heard church bells ringing. I am so like that. In elementary school, for a year-long block I would eat the same thing for lunch. When I found a song that I liked I would listen to it on the record player, and then pick up the needle and start it over again. Cassettes were better and worse. Gah. Thank goodness for CDs and IPODs. I just make myself SICK on it. With food, if I take it too far, I can't even eat it again… ever. Totally nutso.

    You, my dear, are a great writer. Those nine years weren't at all wasted:)

  • Dana Martin

    hahaha…. THANK YOU for understanding, Robin! And please take my advice: Do NOT try coffee with vanilla creamer or you'll end up like me in that area, too. 🙂

    Thanks for the kind words. I'll be visiting you today, too.

  • heatherjames.net

    Today, in court, this really old guy was my new BFF. And why? Because he smelled of roasted coffee beans . . . in addition to the old man smell. At any rate, I had yet to have my morning joe, so I sat there, taking whiffs of him. Inevitably, he gave me his number. Kidding!

  • Kimberly Gabriel

    I can't live without my coffee. There is NOTHING worse than spilled coffee – it's one of my biggest pet peeves. Every time I do it I smell like coffee for the rest of the day. 😉

  • Kathy Wiechman

    I'm not a coffee drinker, but I am a creature of habit. When I go into my favorite restaurant, I am asked if I want my "usual."

  • Burkester

    Love your blog! It's beautiful! I love the whole design it's really fantastic!

    And this blog for A – Z is wicked! Love coffee! I remember my first Starbucks….a magical day 🙂

  • Andrew Leon

    There was Starbucks 20 years ago? I never heard of it before I moved to CA, and, even then, I think it was a while after I got here. I don't remember now. I've never been a Starbucks person, though. Too sweet.
    Give me an Aztec any day, though.

  • Jay Noel

    Not a big coffee drinker, but once in awhile, I have it during the winter months. Keeps my belly warm.

    I do love the smell of coffee beans too. At the grocery store, I'll often walk by the bins and take a big whiff.

  • Jer

    Was there ever any doubt that "C" would be for Coffee? (A little disappointed that "B" wasn't for Bacon, but we can't always get what we want.) Aside from all the frou-frou you like to add to your coffee, great post today.

  • Dennis

    Hardcore (black only) coffee drinker here, Dana, who shares your passion. And I share all of the same antics to protect every precious drop of coffee at the expense of just about everything else in my life. Such devotion. A day with out coffee? I can't imagine it!

  • Jonathan

    Hey, we have similar "C's" today! Ha, very funny post and enjoyable as always. Coffee makes me so exceptionally happy in the wee hours of the morning.

  • Beverly

    Nice, Dana. I came from a non-coffee drinking family, and didn't see the attraction for years . . . certainly I still don't approve of it when it drips from a big urn into a Styrofoam cup. But espresso drinks? In nice ceramic mugs? I think what I really love is the foamy steamed milk.

    Bottoms up, from Beverly in Movieland

  • Dana Martin

    I LOVE all these comments!! I am free now for my daily blog touring, so I will be visiting each of your shortly. I LOVE your responses!!! You, my little coffee-loving friends, are awesome. I wish I could respond to each of these posts, but I think Blogger is a little weird like that.

  • Arlee Bird

    I like Starbucks, but I don't go much. I enjoy coffee I brew right here at home. Maybe not as good, but it works. Love to relax checking through blogs and emails while sipping my coffee.

    Wrote By Rote
    An A to Z Co-host blog

  • mare ball

    I never got into coffee. I'm a soy chai tea girl. With pumpkin spice, or vanilla. Oh my. Add a dark chocolate/raspberry creme Russell Stover's egg, and I'm over the moon. 😉
    from The Dugout

  • Kathy

    Honestly I have never developed a taste for coffee but maybe it is because when I tried it they didn't have such things flavored coffees and Starbucks. Not sure if that would help me or not. Great post!!


  • Rebecca Green Gasper

    I don't like coffee…but I love the smell of it and I love to meet my CP at our favorite coffee shop to write, edit, and talk storyline. Happy A-Z <3

  • Michelle

    My out of town sister knows if she wants to surprise me with a coffee, she just goes to my coffee stand and tells the girl it's for "Michelle" and that's all it takes for exactly what I drink!

  • Craig Edwards

    Oh man I love coffee – and like most things I'm fond of – I run the gamut from drilling sludge in a styrofoam cup to a frou-frou machiatamochafrappachino at one of those upscale java joints! This seems like a very interesting blog – think I'll have to follow!

  • Annis Cassells

    Another dandy post, Dana. When I made MY stop at Starbucks in the Albertson's on Gosford and White Lane, I was more focused on listening to my audio book. Sooooo, I neglected to say "Decaf Iced Mocha." I may be up all night. If I am, I'll check to see if you're online. xoa

  • unsweetenedtea

    I'm a huge fan of coffee. In fact, it's 1am, and I want a cup after reading this post… decisions, decisions.

  • fruitfulwords

    Hi Dana,
    I am here form the A-Z challenge. We are "neighbors" on the list, so I will be dropping in frequently to have a read.

    I am not a confirmed coffee drinker, but I do enjoy the occasional Starbucks coffee drink.

    I LOVE your mug. If I had a mug like that, I just might have to take up drinking coffee too.

  • Frances Stiles

    I am a coffee fan,too, Dana. I used to buy the store brands in order to save some money, but I was never really happy with them. Over the years I have on and off ordered Gevalia. It's my favorite and now I just say, if I'm going to buy coffee and drink it, I should enjoy it, so Gevalia it is. And they send it to my door! You are my hero…I can barely carry a cup of coffee across the room without spilling, I'd Never be able to take it in the car with me! I'm drinking mine as I read you post. Have a great day!

  • Rachael Featherstone

    I laughed out loud reading this. I've recently had to switch to decaf because I drink so much coffee I wasn't getting enough sleep!

  • Dana Martin

    I need to go check out your blogs! Thanks for the wonderful words! All this "real life" stuff keeping me up late and out of town during the day… so I'm getting behind in reading new blogs. I'll find you shortly!


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