I never really liked coffee. You see, whenever I would pass a Gloria Jean’s in the mall, or even just meander down the coffee isle at the grocery store, the aroma of the ground beans would tingle my olfactory nerves like little else. I’d inahle deeply, and I couldn’t get enough. But then I would try the brew. And then I would swear to never drink coffee again.
Coffee doesn’t taste anything like how it smells, and that just doesn’t work for me. I avoided drinking coffee for the first twenty-four years of my life, and I was just fine. And then I went to Italy last year.
While I was there, I decided to try caff