If you’ve read (Not) Just For A Mummy for a little while, you’ll probably know that we eat pretty well around these parts. The husband and I quit sugar back in January (you can read about that HERE, HERE and HERE) and have been off the sweet stuff ever since. We also tend to prescribe to holistic style of eating; I make the majority of our food from scratch, we’re big on grass fed and organic produce, all that kind of stuff. I also follow a lot of health and wellness blogs and writers, many of whom are gluten, grain, dairy, caffeine and refined sugar free. Which is awesome but something that doesn’t quite gel with your truly.

I don’t eat a huge amount of gluten or grains, avoid any type of refined sugar and mix things up with nut mylks along with more traditional moo juice, BUT on the whole, I am in a committed relationship with dairy products. I love cheese, yoghurt, butter and cream and would say I eat a combination of them regularly. I also love caffeine. I’m coming right out and saying that I am a dedicated coffee drinker who relishes everything about the ceremonial roasting of beans.

Here’s why:

  • I love the preparation– Either at home or at my favourite cafe. The way they prepare the beans, the frothing of the milk and watching it all come together. BLISS.
  • I love the smell – Funnily enough, I’ve only been a coffee drinker for a relatively short period of time. I started drinking the stuff when I first started working in magazines but before that, I always loved the smell. I had a swimming coach who’d always bring a steaming hot cup of coffee to the pool for our 5am starts. I always loved inhaling that scent, even if the drink itself wasn’t appealing.
  • I love wrapping my hands around the mug and inhaling the steam – I do this with tea as well but there’s something about wrapping your hands around a hot mug and just breathing in all that goodness.
  • I love the ritual of it – Whether it’s meeting friends or making a coffee at home, I can honestly say that the ritualistic aspects of coffee were my saviour in the early days of motherhood. When I was so tired I could barely see straight and feeling lonely, I’d strap Ollie into his carrier and walk up and road for a takeaway flat white and a chat with lovely cafe owner. In those 15 minutes, I felt human again. These days, I tend to make a cup when I get up with Ollie and sit on the front steps while Ollie and Ari (our puppy) frolic around on the front lawn.

Are you a coffee drinker? Why do you love it?


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2 Comments on An Ode To Coffee

  1. Mother Down Under
    August 22, 2013 at 8:53 pm (6 years ago)

    I love coffee too.
    I love walking to the cafe, I love that they know me and my order, I love sitting in the sunshine drinking my flat white…and sometimes I love going and ordering another one!

    • Not Just A Mummy
      August 23, 2013 at 7:38 pm (6 years ago)

      Ooh you rebel! And me! Sitting in a cafe and having the time to order a second is one of life’s little luxuries. There’s a great cafe near where we used to live in Sydney and they had a lovely courtyard all kitted out with kids gear. Best thing ever. We could enjoy multiple coffees while Ollie tore around on a trike.. Genius!


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