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Maybe I’m from a different planet. I just don’t get all this coffee mania. But then I’ve never had more than a sip my whole life – never liked the taste. You can dress up coffee with whatever exotic flavor and fancy packaging and glitzy marketing you want — and I still don’t like the taste. On the other hand, there must be enough addicts out there to justify the Starbucks-on-every-corner approach.

If I were to be a member of the coffee drinking camp, I think my attitude would be similar to that of Kevin Cowherd in his rantings on the subject:

For as long as I’ve been swilling coffee, my philosophy on the stuff has remained constant: Give me regular joe for regular Joes.

I don’t need all these fancy high-priced “specialty” coffees strong enough to leave you twitching at your work cubicle for a week.

Don’t need no lattes, espressos, cappuccinos or frappuccinos.

Don’t need no sleek plastic cups with little paper sleeves and space-age lids and little green emblems that feature the Goddess of Macchiato, or whoever she’s supposed to be.

He goes on to lament how even the great American icon – McDonalds – has given into this exotic coffee craze and upgraded their offering. I guess I would side with the simple folk on this steamy issue.