A cup of brown please

The coffee adjective.

Why do they call drinking coffee without the benefit of cream or sugar, “black.” “I’ll take mine black.” “Pour me a cup of black Joe.” Sounds so World War IIish.

Being a person who likes his coffee unadulterated and pure, without cream or sugar, I resent the term “Black Coffee .” If my memory serves me well, good fresh brewed coffee is more of a deep rich brown. Something like an expensive leather jacket. On the other hand, very used and used motor oil is black. Thick and burnt looking.

I’ll have a fresh brew cup of Rick Brown instead, thank you.

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About Chuck Ayers

It was mostly by accident I was born to Okie parents. But in Los Angeles of all places. What were Okies doing in L A? Why not born in Honolulu or Rio de Janeiro? Never the less, I grew up in East L A and in eastward suburbs. Becoming a true native Californian but with the back woodsy culture and sociology of red dirt Oklahoma. A mix not easy to work with. How could I make it big in Southern California with my limited vocabulary and all the while habitually wiping my nose on my sleeve? It weren’t easy. Follow Chuck on facebook at: http://www.facebook.com/chuck.ayers2 And on Twitter at: http://www.twitter.com/MrWritermelon Email: mr.writermelon@gmail.com
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