Anyway, call me crazy if you will. I don’t mind. But I was making coffee this morning (see: Mastering Pourover) and suddenly a thought popped into my head. I wonder what would happen if I made coffee with tea?
No, not coffee blended with tea. Not a dirty chai, either–though I do love me a dirty chai. I mean actually brewing the coffee using steeped tea instead of water.
So you know what? I went ahead and tried it.
Yeah, it tasted sort of weird. Would do it again? Probably not, but it was fun! It was spontaneous! And let that be a lesson! To me, to you, to whomever. That sometimes, you just have to let loose and let the silly out.
My first year out of college, I worked at an eye doctor’s office as an optician. During my time there, I encountered some incredibly spoiled adults. I’m talking 50-somethings who would pitch fits because we didn’t have such-and-such a frame in stock, and because the manufacturer had stopped making the frame ten years prior. And after enough encounters, I resolved that I would never let myself turn into that person. That I would always retain some of that silliness that defined me back when I was in college.
Nowadays, it’s easy to forget that resolution. I have bills to pay, yo. Concerns. Things to take care of.
But you know what? I also have coftea. Even if it is made with decaf coffee because it’s 4:30 p.m. and I need to sleep tonight.