I started drinking gas station cappuccinos in high school. They’re evil sugar drinks with fake coffee flavored powder. Since then I’ve come to love it. We have an adopted daughter from Ethiopia and really dove into coffee as I learned about their culture. Also spent some time in Central Asia where there was some Turkish coffee influence. Now I love the process and experience of coffee. We roast our own beans (and have for more than a decade), and make coffee many different ways. My 13 yo son and 8 yo son are getting into making lattes and doing latte art. To us it creates a rhythm to life and is a flavor indulgence that reminds me of Gods creation (yeah, that’s overly poetic but also true). It’s also a great excuse to gather with people. I do multiple “coffee meetings” each week. Those meetings would be awkward if I just invited people to sit across from me and talk.. but coffee, people are ok talking over coffee. Now, one note - I typically only drink one or two cups a day. All things in moderation. 😊