It should look like midnight inBolivia.

How could you do this? How could a person take perfectly good coffee beans and turn it into a mug of sludge? I know of some seemingly reasonable people who do this. They go to the trouble of having Bolivian coffee beans imported and roasted far away then shipped FedEx to them overnight and go to the trouble of grinding, brewing, and pouring the hot brew in to their favor cup. Possibly using a French press as well. Then pour in sugars and creams; turning the whole thing in to a waxy ball of muck. How disgusting!
My Okie father taught me to drink good coffee, BLACK. Unadulterated. Just pure goodness. Unflavored and brewed to perfection. Real man coffee.
Then there is my Bro-n-law who brews his coffee and dumps spoons and spoons of some chocolate mocha by the table spoons. He could easily fill in dints in his fender with this concoction. Absolutely deplorable.
I’ll take mine black. Dark brown. Unable to see the bottom of the coffee mug. Coffee you could volcanize tires with. Oh, so good. A–aah, I’ll take a refill.
Black is the color of my true love’s Joe.