Hello. My name is Kathy. I'm a coffeeholic. I really don't want to be cured. I like my morning cup. . .or two. . .OK, my pot of java!
Sometimes old wives' tales are debunked. Other times science catches up with the truths there. Now that I'm an old wife, I concur with recent science validating health benefits of coffee.
Here are just a few benefits of coffee:
- skin cancer risk lessened
- breast cancer reduced
- helps prevent diabetes
- helps avoid early onset of Alzheimer's
- 15% lower risk of colon cancer
- lowers risk of some types prostate cancer
- endometrial cancer risk lowered
- liver cancer decreased risk
- reduction of risk of oral cancer
- 15% less likely to suffer depression
- death (Not sure you can count this as a disease but one study found those who drank two to three cups a day were 10-15% less likely to die in the next 13 years.)
A more recent report can be heard here. Thanks to my sister-in-love, Carol for this one:
Now I realize people disagree and preferences color what we desire. Some of those black and white foods folks feel strongly about their liver, licorice, steak sauce (to use or not to use), coffee with cream or sweetener and olives. Olives can even subdivide people between green and black prejudices. I happen to love all of the above.
When we eat with friends at a local Italian restaurant most of them hate olives. They know I love them. So when the salads come, everyone dumps theirs on my plate. I end up with two salads--tossed and olives!
Back to my original topic of coffee. I'm not a morning person by nature. I don't even try to talk to God before my first cup. He understands. But my pot of coffee helps me get there! Good thing my piano students don't start until afternoons!
Coffee lovers congregate around it. It's a social thing. My brother, Bert, used to arrive early to his college office where he'd start the coffee, even though he didn't drink it. "It smells so good though," he'd say, "that every now and then I'd try a cup to see if I liked it. I didn't." Eventually he did develop a taste for coffee. Peer pressure!
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My coffee shrine station |
When supperclub comes here I keep two pots going, decaf and regular. I buy the various kinds of creams and sweeteners folks prefer. The coffee station in my kitchen is a gathering place. It's where I head first thing every morning. My sweet husband has the timer on automatic so it's ready.
As you can see, family and friends give me little gifts that hang around here too!
Recently our pastor, Dr. Mike Gay, used a coffee illustration with his sermon. (He's more of a green tea guy.) He told us about the most expensive coffee in the world (Kopi Luwak at $300 a lb.) made from coffee beans that pass through the digestive track of the palm civit. Retrieved from the dung, the beans are washed and roasted. That rite of passage apparently gives it the amazing flavor. Yes, he even included pictures of the creature (see above) and the dung. I'll spare you the latter shot.
But I'm still not cured!
Caffeinated Kathy
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