This lovely series of drawings parallels my own changing relationship to the bean.
“I must have been 5 when I first discovered the taste of coffee, when I was accidentally given a scoop of coffee ice cream. I was inconsolable: how could grown-ups ruin something as wonderful as ice cream with something as disgusting as coffee?
A few years later I was similarly devastated when my parents announced that for our big summer vacation we would go . . . hiking.”
Originally seen on Abstract City Blog – NYTimes.com.