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The Story of the Good Looking Coffee Bean
Loveliness is frequently known to be in the eye of those who behold said beauty. However, in the eye of this particular beholder it might be stated that there is nothing quite as beautiful as what is known as a dignified gourmet coffee bean. Nothing is ever quite so delicious, nor nothing quite so delightfully smelling as the coffee bean can be said to exist at all in this plane of existence, except for the bean itself. One would not be judged if they were to say for example that I may, however, be totally biased. I am, after all, an elite level coffee enthusiast. One might even say that I'm addicted to coffee.
It wasn't always this way. The coffee habit, that is. I have to be completely honest, at least to my own self, when I step into the past and mentally time travel like we are all quite capable of doing. There was a time in my youth when my taste buds were still virgin -- and not born again virgin, either -- to the flavor of coffee. Coffee most frequently when given to a kid will seem to them a foul drink in their minds, because it's very bitter. This won't seem to be true after years of use, though.
After years of that abnormal secretion of dopamine it leaves its mark on your perception and soon your mind will start to think that it is the coffee that tastes so superb, and not your brain relentlessly seeking after the drug-like effects of the drug call caffeine. Caffeine can induce the racing of the heart, and in the unusually frail disposition can be fatal subsequent to drinking the 60th cup. If you keep it below that number of cups you might survive your coffee habit, however.
I am just making this up, I am not sure what the actual LD50 of coffee would truly be, but I bet it is a lot. Let us, for a moment, return to the subject of the first moment I tried caffeine. It most likely will not come as a great shock to many but coffee (and hence caffeine) was initially introduced to me by my parents. As is common knowledge in the cognitive science community, children mimic their forebears... that is, their parents. This is true even when initially developing a desire for coffee.
It should not be an unfamiliar image that is summoned to one's mind's eye when I talk about this behavioral mimicry. Just imagine for a moment: a middle age parent, brewing coffee in the morning to get their system in the zone prior to disembarking to their place of employment. To the many who've grown up in such a coffee drinking society, it may even be solidified in their minds as a lasting pleasant memory of their active family. This memory may even have a guiding example that shapes their future selection of morning beverage.
It wasn't always this way. The coffee habit, that is. I have to be completely honest, at least to my own self, when I step into the past and mentally time travel like we are all quite capable of doing. There was a time in my youth when my taste buds were still virgin -- and not born again virgin, either -- to the flavor of coffee. Coffee most frequently when given to a kid will seem to them a foul drink in their minds, because it's very bitter. This won't seem to be true after years of use, though.
After years of that abnormal secretion of dopamine it leaves its mark on your perception and soon your mind will start to think that it is the coffee that tastes so superb, and not your brain relentlessly seeking after the drug-like effects of the drug call caffeine. Caffeine can induce the racing of the heart, and in the unusually frail disposition can be fatal subsequent to drinking the 60th cup. If you keep it below that number of cups you might survive your coffee habit, however.
I am just making this up, I am not sure what the actual LD50 of coffee would truly be, but I bet it is a lot. Let us, for a moment, return to the subject of the first moment I tried caffeine. It most likely will not come as a great shock to many but coffee (and hence caffeine) was initially introduced to me by my parents. As is common knowledge in the cognitive science community, children mimic their forebears... that is, their parents. This is true even when initially developing a desire for coffee.
It should not be an unfamiliar image that is summoned to one's mind's eye when I talk about this behavioral mimicry. Just imagine for a moment: a middle age parent, brewing coffee in the morning to get their system in the zone prior to disembarking to their place of employment. To the many who've grown up in such a coffee drinking society, it may even be solidified in their minds as a lasting pleasant memory of their active family. This memory may even have a guiding example that shapes their future selection of morning beverage.
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