I get a sick sense of amusement whenever people ask me if I would like some coffee. This is because I don’t like coffee at all; I don’t even really care for the smell of it. And when I get the opportunity to tell people that I don’t like coffee, I look forward to the reaction that follows. It’s usually something along the lines of: “What do you mean you don’t like coffee?!” or, my personal favorite, “Oh, okay…I didn’t like coffee when I was your age, either.”
Hate to break it to you caffeine addicts, but I don’t think I will ever like coffee. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t like hot drinks at all.
I drink hot chocolate every winter, and I love me some piping hot tea.
Personally, I think part of it is my mother’s fault. Neither of my parents were ever coffee drinkers, but my mom used to always make herself tea in the mornings. I must have tried a sip out of her mug one morning, and decided that I liked it. A lot. Truthfully, I don’t know how I got interested in tea; this is just a theory of mine.
I made this theory when I realized that I make my tea the same way my mom does: add just a tiny bit of milk, and a whole lot of sugar…basically to the point where it’s a cup of liquid sugar. It’s probably an issue. I’ve tried to have tea without so much sugar, but I’ve found it to not be as enjoyable, so I’m kind of stuck in my ways.
But it’s not like I have a cup every morning; I only have some every once in a while, when I really feel like I need something to wake me up. Which is actually kind of ironic, because isn’t tea supposed to help you sleep? Or is that just a specific kind of tea? Let me know, if you have the deets.
And since it’s no secret that I’m not the most adventurous person, you could assume that I drink plain, Lipton lemon tea. And you would be correct, my friend; I guess in a lot of ways, I’m a very vanilla person—but I’m okay with that, as of right now. I just happen to like some things in a specific manner.
Deal with it.
Maybe one day, I could eventually—possibly—enjoy a cup of coffee. I don’t really see that in my future, but there’s no harm in trying every once in a while. Tastebuds change, just like everything else, over time. But as for right now, I think I’ll just sit back, and enjoy my plain ol’ spot of tea.
Prompt: What is your favorite hot drink? How do you like it?