Coffee Junkie on the Corner

This Dunkin Donuts location was the birthplace of my lifelong coffee addiction.

In high school, my bus stop was right out front. On cold winter days we would wait inside, and naturally we’d buy things. I started drinking coffee “light and sweet” – with lots of cream and sugar, when I was 16.

I slowly evolved over the years to this sad blend of coconut milk creamers (French Vanilla flavor mixed with plain, because I am a delicate flower who likes her coffee just so), but my all time favorite is Dunkin Donuts hazelnut regular. Where I come from, “regular” means cream and sugar. DD staffers put the goods right in the cup for you, no self-mixing necessary.

I arrived in Hartford with my children on the redeye this morning, having not slept much at all because they are so big now that every fidget wakes me up. I napped for four hours, and then later I decided that maybe I could just go without coffee today, see how that goes.

It didn’t.

My body chemistry is just that way now, and I’m on vacation. This is no time to mess with it.