I was never a coffee drinker.
I don’t, as a rule, like hot beverages.
That is, until we bought the Keurig.
Now I get it!
It’s not just the ‘drinking’ of the coffee; it’s the whole ritual that goes with it.
Choosing the perfect mug, spooning in just the right amount of Splenda.
The shaking of the K-cup (the directions say to do that and as a newbie who am I to argue?)
The rumble of the machine heating the water, the sputtering as it forces the water through the grounds.
The last cough of the last drip.
The splash of milk and then the stirring: five clockwise stirs, no more no less. (Learned from Husband! LOL)
Then, wrapping you hands around the warm mug and the first delicious sip!
Ah…nectar of the Gods! Now I get it!