I've been a naughty boy
I can't do it. That's me on the pavement. You might remember my Quixotic plan to quit drinking coffee. It hasn't gone so well . I went cold turkey for the first week and I was, by all accounts, a lump of crap. That's a technical, medical term. With the dog waking up at 5:30 a.m., Fresh as a Daisy, I needed to be awake. It was a struggle. A couple of weeks ago I started drinking 50/50 coffee first thing in the morning. Two cups. Nothing crazy. My God. Half-caff coffee. Now that I type it out I see how depraved I've been. I need a priest and some holy water. That brings me to this morning. I'm sitting here with my family. I'm drinking a cup of fully caffeinated Green Mountain coffee. Southern pecan flavor. This brings me to a critical question: Is it wimpy or manly to drink flavored coffee? I'll argue both sides here. Does it get any more manly? A friend of mine, Josh, got me into dark coffees in Duluth. Mud. French roast, dark roast, grainy and thick. Go...