Enjoying - that is, actually really and truly enjoying - my first cup of coffee in a week and a half. In this context, I think the word I am looking for is 'rejoice'.
I didn't dare make a full pot, (in case I had a repeat of yesterday'e experience where I didn't much care for the coffee), so used the Hario ceramic dripper instead to make a single cup.
But yes, while I am still coughing (resonantly), and wheezing, and am horribly 'productive', (and am still on the antibiotics), my taste for - or capacity to taste and appreciate - coffee has returned. And the citrus juice (freshly squeezed oranges and grapefruit) went down well this morning, too.
I didn't dare make a full pot, (in case I had a repeat of yesterday'e experience where I didn't much care for the coffee), so used the Hario ceramic dripper instead to make a single cup.
But yes, while I am still coughing (resonantly), and wheezing, and am horribly 'productive', (and am still on the antibiotics), my taste for - or capacity to taste and appreciate - coffee has returned. And the citrus juice (freshly squeezed oranges and grapefruit) went down well this morning, too.
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