So imagine my dismay when I arrive in Korea only to discover that the coffee here really is terrible. Don’t get me wrong, I do come across the occasional Starbucks or Coffee Bean. When such glorious moments arrive, I stumble into the coffee shop like a zombie, and emerge a person.
There is also a “New York Coffee and Bagel” right by my school, which serves decent coffee, albeit only in teeny-tiny-itsy-bitsy size. And it’s a little pricey.
The obvious way around my dilemma would be to make coffee at home. Ok, let’s see how that works out for me... I go to the grocery store, only to find that coffee comes in little pre-made packets. It’s instant coffee, sugar and powdered milk all rolled into one. So I’m thinking that this is probably going to be pretty gross, seeing as I’m spoiled and brew Starbucks back at home, but Julia assures me that it’s pretty good, so I give it a go. It’s not too bad, but definitely not good. And I drink them like water, especially on the weekends.
Cue the migraines. I get migraines for various reasons. Sometimes it’s the weather, often times it’s a lack of caffeine. I’m thinking this time it’s both, seeing as my instant coffees aren’t doing too much for me. Kyle suggests that perhaps it IS the instant coffees. He swears those things cause cancer, along with a host of other ailments and diseases. Now he’s forbidden me to drink them, and is determined to ensure that I get a coffee press. It won’t be Starbucks, but it’ll probably be better than what I’ve been drinking so far.
It’s official: in addition to my horses and my dog, I also miss my coffee maker.
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