Back in the 80s, in Russia, coffee was hard to come by. A can of instant coffee could open doors for you. In other words, it could be used as bribes, a currency of sorts. I think Moscow and St Petersburg got it plenty but, us, deep in the Urals, didn’t really get any. You needed to know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy. Having coffee in the house was associated with being well off, having money and connections. So the proletariat in the Urals mainly stuck to tea.
When I was getting my undergraduate degree in the US, I was also working at a supermarket- a very early shift. But I also liked to stay up late- parties and homework. So drip coffee was what I was using to muscle through the days.
Fast forward to my late 30s. I’m pregnant with L and see that instant coffee apparently has less caffeine so it may be more appropriate for pregnant ladies? So I switched back to instant and drink it till this day. My cup of coffee has instant coffee, milk, and some honey.
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