National Coffee Day was just a few days ago, in case you weren't aware of that. For some of us, coffee day is every day, whether we celebrate it or not.
According to the report I heard about this, food preparation workers drink more coffee than any other workers. I was a little surprised by that, but maybe it's because many of them are on the job very early in the mornings. (I don't think this list was referring to school cooks.) In order, the next biggest coffee drinkers are scientists, followed in order by:
Editors and writers
Information technology workers
Next on the list, as I figure it, should be Scandinavians. Or maybe people who live in a Scandinavian area like this. You could say every day here is coffee day, at least for some of us. Even before coffee was as trendy thing as it is today, Scandinavians-and Germans like me-drank plenty of coffee. I don't believe most of them were ever worried about having the right flavor or blend of coffee. And I'm just as sure that they would have a stroke at just the thought of paying a couple of dollars for a cup of coffee, which isn't unusual today.
The discussion I heard on the topic had to do with what's available for coffee makers today, especially the one-cup wonders that are many like to use. I don't have one, but I have just had a cup made from a brand new (wedding gift) such maker. And it was fine.
Way back, before my time to drink it, coffee was boiled. Add an egg to the process, and the report is that you had the clearest, best-tasting coffee ever. My grandma, a good old full-blooded German, made coffee in a drip pot on a stove burner. Watching her, I never quite understood the process that seemed rather mystical to me somehow.
My mom had a percolator on top of the stove, and I get how that worked. When we had company and it was coffee time, she made pot the coffee in the percolator basket, filled the pot with water, put on the lid, set it on the burner and turned it on. Sometimes it was my job to sit on the kitchen stool and tell her when the coffee boiled up and started to perk, or to hit the little glass top in the lid of the coffee pot. Then I guess she timed it to know when the coffee would be the right strength to drink and enjoy. I remember the coffee smelled very rich and full while it perked.
I don't guess it's quite the same with these popular one-cup wonders. We want convenience, and trends can be hard to resist. The point is to just keep drinking your coffee.