Frenchroast Finds: Good Coffee

I didn't name my shop Frenchroast for no reason. I love coffee. I have loved it for years. When I was 5 and Dannon yogurt first became affordable, I would nick my mom's coffee yogurt and eat it myself! I was drinking coffee (very weak, with LOTS of milk and sugar) regularly by 14. And it only got worse in college.

Though I am no-longer mind numbingly addicted to coffee- that stopped in grad school after I drank 60 oz of coffee one morning and wound up in the ER with a rapid pulse and dehydration- I still love to drink it. One cup first thing in the morning, and the next cup sipped slowly throughout the day.

I don't like to spend money, nor do I have much to spend, but I do indulge in really good coffee. My favorite comes from Montana Coffee Traders. I learned about them from my mom's friend who lives in Kalispell, MT, near Glacier National Park. When Connie found out about my love of coffee, she sent me a care package with four (!) 12 oz packs of coffee- creme brulee, huckleberry, cherry, and cinnamon bun.

They have special "project coffees" which benefit charities in coffee-growing areas, and they also have a large selection of fair trade coffees. The selection of flavored varities is astounding and I love it.

I need some more coffee now...