This. I never understood people who don't like coffee. My parents both drank it (as well as every other adult I ever met growing up) and I loved the smell of it brewing in the morning. By 8 or 9 I was stealing sips from my parent's cups and by 13 or so I was stealing a half cup of it every chance I could get. I've been drinking coffee every morning now since I was 16 and couldn't imagine not starting my day with a cup. BTW, I can't stand Starbucks. I'd rather brew my own and get better tasting coffee for much less money.