I can’t think of “winter” and “cozy” together without adding Hot Drinks! I am a coffee fiend and I drink it all year – when the temps reach +30 C, I barely pause before brewing another pot. But in the winter I savour coffee in a whole new way. I love how the cup warms my hands, I love breathing in the steam, and I love how it warms me from the inside out. On one hand, any cheap cuppa will do just because it’s hot. But winter seems like a time to treat myself, and it feels extra-cozy to brew an earthy dark roast.
I make a French press coffee on weekday mornings. I start drinking it at home before work, then pour it into a travel mug and keep drinking it all the way to work. And when I get there, I make some more.
I splurge on two espresso drinks on Saturday and Sunday mornings, made at home. Maybe they are doubles, ahem!
After dinner I have a giant mug of tea, just everyday orange pekoe black tea. Every so often I mix it up and have an Earl Grey, a chai blend, or a cup of fennel tea instead.
Although I like hot chocolate, I don’t have it often. I suppose I have a deep-rooted fear of drinking calories too quickly. Which is silly because there’s room for anything as an occasional indulgence. When I do drink cocoa, I like it the old-fashioned way: a tablespoon each of cocoa powder and sugar, mixed into a paste with a tablespoon of milk, and then a cup of hot milk poured over and stirred. OK, maybe the tablespoon of sugar is quite heaping…
Of course the other warm drink is anything alcoholic. I like a glass of red wine to bring a blush to my cheeks on a frosty day! Eggnog is seasonal, of course, and I can’t help but think of White Russians, too (vodka and coffee liqueur with milk). But I’m not much of an imbiber, I’m afraid.
Anyone who knows me knows that I am rarely without a warm drink in hand. And they are indispensable in winter. I can’t imagine what I would do without them. Eat oatmeal, maybe?
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