It’s been a while since my last cup of coffee, so I broke out the instant coffee and mixed it with French vanilla-flavored creamer as a treat. It tasted pretty good: way better than the flavored coffees they serve at Gloria Jean’s Coffees, or back when Seattle’s Best Coffee was still open at SM Baguio. I don’t know if I have problems holding down my caffeine or anything, but I fell asleep at 4:00 AM.
Save for the annoying episode of insomnia, it’s high time I started drinking coffee again. The air is getting cold here in Baguio: brewing the morning coffee takes earlier than usual here nowadays. Heck, any time is a good time to have coffee for a coffee-drinker. I’m more of a tea person myself, but nothing warms your blood – save for a steaming pot of bulalo or a hefty serving of pinapaitan – than good old coffee.
The coffee scene here in Baguio City can get a bit expensive: thankfully (or rather mercifully), Café Véniz serves bottomless brewed coffee for P37.00. There’s also Ionic Café and, of course, Pizza Volante (I don’t know what’s the relationship between that place and the singer-musician Nyoy Volante). Because I’m a rather casual coffee drinker, I don’t have a very discriminating or sophisticated palate for coffee. Coffee is coffee: I don’t care if it comes from instant coffee grounds or more expensive tins of brewing coffee.
I did have a phase when I completely got into the oils of Benguet brewed coffee, but that’s for another time.