I used to drink coffee.    I have many fond memories of going to the cafeteria with my work colleagues, getting a cup of coffee, and savoring it.   This was before every office had a coffee machine, let alone having a Keurig or one of those fancy single-cup machines.  We truly used it as a coffee break - we would sit around our shared work table, enjoy our brew, and chat a bit before we went back to work.   I used to get a shot of hot chocolate in my coffee to create a sort of Coffee Mocha (the cafeteria had a hot chocolate machine).    Even earlier in my professional career, I recall the pleasure with which I would approach a cup of coffee.  Somehow it represented something shared - something that connected me to the larger community and culture.   My co-workers and I used to all figure out what we wanted (in case we wanted a Danish or an English muffin as well), create a list, and one of us would trot (OK - maybe n...