Where I drink my coffee and what it means to me-

Does the cup and where you drink your coffee mean something to you?

Here are my most significant emotions related to my daily coffee delights.

When I drink coffee at…

I drink my coffee at my mothers house Colombia in tiny small cups! I’d rather larger ones, yet not mugs. Tinto, black coffee brought to bed before is a pleasure only found at parents’ house. Breakfast; must have 3 before breakfast. Delicious coffee, but must be aware not to be served decaf. Even the decaf there is good. They try not to give my mother too much coffee during the day so she goes to bed earlier, which doesn´t happen often, and I can get decaf too.

At the Pearl Islands, I drink my coffee, in a tall glass, a latte in my room, watching the ocean. I discovered that before I got out of bed, the best way to enjoy my latte was to purchase a machine that heats and pours the hot milk along with the pod. So it took me a while to set it to the ideal amount of coffee and milk but it has worked wonders.

I drink my coffee at the beach on the Pacific coast…a medium sized latte prepared by the husband! It is great, the best! It usually means I’ve overslept and should get up because its my day and to take the dogs out; so, the flavor might be related to the fact that he makes it and that I arise at an amazing view of the ocean, because he makes it from pods!

My first coffee at home… small latte prepared with soymilk. Small, hot, special grains, usually Panamanian or Colombian fresh coffee beans, recently roasted of the specialty kind. This is by far the best coffee I have. Could it be that it’s the first of the day and I wake up early enough to go back to bed with my dogs and cuddled in.

My home breakfast coffee… large latte prepared with Almond Milk. Energizer! This second coffee of the day is what gets me going each and every morning. It shouts, lets get out and get that head pumping ideas.

I drink my coffee at Starbucks when I travel. It comes with a feeling of peace, traveling, just relaxing joy. It reminds me of the first time I had a soy latte in Madrid, during Madrid Fusion 2006, as I was put on a dairy free diet for the first time. Oh, it was like heaven, being able to drink coffee with milk again, our café con leche, and just sit down and enjoy each sip.

Illy… I drink my coffee in Italy in a much smaller cup, ristretto with shot of milk. I take my time. I still don´t know how I can sit slowly and enjoy this small cup of coffee and its amazing taste. I guess the Italian atmosphere will do it.

Hotel Rooms in America user larger large cups or mugs to. Good coffee sometimes, but generally no soy or almond milk; instead they offer milk or creamer, not my ideal if I may say. I always look around for a good coffee place, close to the hotel before I go to bed. Recently at a Marriott Courtyard in Stamford Connecticut, they had no SOY or ALMOND milk, so they went to the corner Starbucks and purchased a Latte for me. This I will NEVER forget… I drank it in bed on a freezing day this winter, 2015.

Hotel Rooms in Europe use smaller cups, thinner cups too! I drink my coffee and get a warmer feeling when it is brought in and served in bed. I usually have to wait for soymilk; they also bring it cold, which is different than what I like, as I love my coffee hot! For some reason, it takes time for many hotels to keep soy or almond milks around and usually the first day I have to wait.

So how is your: I drink my coffee day about? Do your daily cups of coffee come with emotions, feelings and memories?

Best

Pachi