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Growing up in rural small town Ohio in the 1960s and 70s, coffee was something that came in a red or blue tin. It was either Folger’s or Maxwell House. And it was something that old folks drank after a meal. Young people drank soda pop. Learning to drink coffee was a right of passage. My initiation came out of a vending machine in the Moraine Frigidaire plant. It was HORRIBLE, but I learned to drink it. The world of European coffee and the “coffee house,” or even more strange
