Let’s just get this out of the way: Hi, my name is Dena and I’m one of those people with a “But First, Coffee” sign decorating my desk. I know, I know. I should probably be embarrassed, but I’m not. Over the years, I’ve found that the benefits of drinking coffee have proven to far outweigh the negatives for me, so I’ve decided to own it. That said, if any of my friends are reading this and you decide to cut me off completely for having one of those signs, I will understand. Some things are unforgivable.
My relationship with coffee, like all good relationships, is long and complex and full of drama and intrigue and the occasional stained shirt. We’ve come a long way, me and coffee, and I’m proud to say that we made it through a rough beginning when one of us didn’t even like the other (spoiler: it was me; coffee never judges). But everything changed when I went to college in Seattle, where, I’d argue, there’s more pressure to drink the frothy caffeinated beverages that the city is known for than anything else. So, the rest was history.
Flash forward a decade and coffee continues to be a staple in my daily life. And I wouldn’t have it any other way, especially now that I’m a mom. Here’s why: