It's funny, I'm a total coffee •. Not in quantity, but in quality. I drink about a cup a day, but I roast my own in a drum sample roaster. I tells ya, when it comes to coffee, I knows me stuff.
... And yet, somehow, when I'm traveling pax, nothing excites me more than getting a cup of airline coffee. ^.^ Maybe it's a vestige from the days when I was sucking down airport coffee (and popcorn) while getting my private pilot cert back at PFN in 1997. Maybe it's the altitude. Maybe it's the comfort of being so nicely ensconced within the lap of luxury (Or at least comfort. At my size, standard airline seats work nicely), with a laptop to write on and a nice hot beverage.
I dunno. But I loves it. ^.^ Even the decaf that's served like a teabag, or instant. In some ways, it doesn't even register as coffee to me.
Go figure. ^.^
~Foxy
(NB. I write this from my hammock, sipping a nice aeropress yirgacheffe roasted to city+. Oh misery~!)