It started out for me when I did an overnight, call-in radio show in Tennessee. Coffee. And lots of it. Back then it was just whatever I could get my hands on and put cream and sugar in. But after a while, my tastes started changing. Suddenly a cup of double burned, half-day old, gas station or break room coffee wasn't good enough anymore.
I needed something that kept me going, yet didn't taste like mud but at the same time, didn't crossover into the fruity, fu-fu drinks either. Because we all know that one day you're drinking a Raspberry & Vanilla Bean Latte and the next thing you know, you're tying your shirts in knots and wearing roller skates on your way to Bath and Body Works. And for the record, a man is writing this. Any of the aforementioned things would be considered attractive qualities in a female.
Get my point? I'm a real coffee guy.