Coffee-Addicts Anonymous: Where the Washingtonians Refuel
Like many Americans, one of the first things I reach for in the morning is a large cup of coffee. I have a personal rule that any caffeine intake must conclude by noon—otherwise I worry my caffeine addiction could spiral out of control. Lattes are just too delicious—they require rules.
My journey to coffee started in college when I was forced to meet the dawn while writing a plethora of papers. The first cups were practically “candy bars in a cup”— aka loads of sugar, flavor, syrups…the kind of drinks your coffee-adverse sister orders at Starbucks. However, after a few years my palate matured. I can now enjoy a cup of black coffee—making the entire caffeine spectrum an enjoyable shopping experience. I’m not a coffee connoisseur by any means but I do dabble in both espresso and coffee beans. Although I enjoy the traditional cup of coffee, hot, black, and 16 oz., I also like to switch it up. Different beans, roasts, or an occasional flavoring. I had my usual haunts in both my home state and at college, but I had to start over when I came to D.C. Here are two tried and true coffee havens for the coffee lover on Capitol Hill.