Coffee musing

I am not one of those people that say “I can’t wake up until my nth cup of coffee” (change n to relevant value for person).  [slight diversion – n seems to be a macho value.  It seems to me that some feel that the higher the value the more ‘serious’ they are about coffee].  I’m not bothered (are you bovered? I ain’t bovered.) about caffeine at breakfast.  Don’t get me wrong- I like a coffee in the morning.  But since my espresso machine is out of order, due to kitchen nightmares, I have been surprised that it hasn’t upset me too much.  I’ve never developed a routine with coffee.  I think that must be when the cold turkey sets in.  A friend has an espresso each morning at 11am.  How would he cope in our predicament?  I’ll ask him.