The worlds first coffee shop opened up in 1475 and Turkish law became that a turkish woman could...wait for it...divorce her husband if he did not supply her with an adequate daily supply of coffee. [i should have added that to my wedding vows].
I am not ashamed to tell you I need coffee - I covet coffee - I am an empty shell of nothingness without my daily coffee. I appreciate good coffee: no powdered creamer (ew), always natural sweetener, and never so much "stuff" that you lose the flavor of the coffee itself. I like a good, strong cappuccino or latte that I can sit with through the morning hours. Its my security blanket.
On this first monday during project 365, as I drag my tired butt into work I am beyond thankful for the contribution the Turks and Constantinople made by bringing us coffee. I can promise you that without it, my life would be a whole heck of a lot less fun and you would all probably hate me.