Background
Let me be real with you for a sec: I used to not enjoy coffee. I liked the smell, but I couldn't understand how somebody could drink it, especially black. Most of the coffee that I'd experienced was bitter and needed some sugar or milk to cut that predominating flavor. Eventually, my Dad discovered Dunkin' Donuts and their iced mocha coffee (read, it was full of sugar), and we all got addicted. At that point I knew the coffee world was complicated beyond belief with endless options, but I didn't have much of a desire to tackle the behemoth that is a coffee shop menu. So for a long time I lived in indifferent ignorance. A few years later and I was in college, where there was a cappuccino bar, modeled after Italian coffee bars. Usually I just ordered a small iced mocha, large when things were desperate. But, by virtue of hanging around the Cap Bar I was exposed to many more coffee options. Trying to sift through all those options was st...