I love coffee. Extreme emphasis on the love part. Seriously, I have a passion for the stuff. I find nothing better than starting off my day with a fresh, tasty cup of coffee for fuel. And I literally mean nothing is better, because unfortunately I have a caffeine addiction, and on those rare days when I do not get my daily cup of joe - well let's just say... things get ugly. Post-arrival, I had heard many great things about how seriously Australians take their coffee. Quite honestly, I was extremely excited and curious to experience it myself. In America, I usually keep things simple with my coffee order anywhere I go: either an iced or hot black coffee with almond milk. I absolutely love a good light/medium roast coffee paired with the nutty taste of almond milk. The thought alone makes me so happy. My first coffee ordering experience in Australia was... well... a tad awkward when I realized things were not as cut-and-dry as one would expect. Here's how things played out:
As I sipped my strong yet tasty cappuccino, I remained puzzled as ever, pondering why I could not just order plain coffee. Upon further extensive research, I began to realize just how seriously Australians take their coffee - or should I say, espresso. There are nine ways Australians make their coffee (or at least all that I have seen):
Basically, you can get any espresso variation your heart desires, but to my dismay, I can not get my regular coffee with almond milk at just any café here. To top off this shocking news, iced coffee is not a thing here either. Yes, you can order an iced coffee, but you are going to get espresso mixed with ice cream - which sounds really good, but unfortunately it is not the most ideal daily pick-me-up. Through all this confusion and research, the verdict is still out on which type of espresso I enjoy most. As of now, my go-to is a long black with almond milk or a cappuccino with almond milk, but I am always trying new types every once in a while. To sound super cheesy, this experience in Australia has only made me more of a coffee connoisseur than I was before. Every trip I take off campus, be it a 45 minute tram ride or a three hour plane ride, I look for a café that seems promising. Every so often I strike gold and find a café with cold drip or filter coffee - which seem to be the closest things I can find to my home order. Those days are absolute blessings. Slowly but surely, I am growing accustomed to the bitter and rich taste of espresso - it definitely does the job of a caffeine pick-me-up for sure. My only concern now is returning to America to find that my black coffee with almond milk isn't strong enough for me anymore...
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