The Monster has never had a cup of coffee. Not once. No Turkish coffee or lattes or macchiatos or straight black. Never. Starbucks is lost on The Monster. He doesn’t take a coffee break at work. When meeting someone for “coffee” to The Monster that means water with lemon. Maybe decaffeinated tea on a rare and randy occasion.
And yet, The Monster loves coffee ice cream. He enjoys the smell of a fresh brewed pot of java. He comes from a family of coffee drinkers. And so it begs the question, why doesn’t The Monster drink coffee?
