My boyfriend is one of those Diet Coke people. Well, he’s technically not a Coke loyalist. It can be any brand, and it doesn’t even have to be cold. He’ll take generic, room-temp, sugar-free cola over any other beverage at any time—even first thing in the morning.
As a certified Water Girl, I initially couldn’t fathom drinking soda, sugary or not, the moment my eyes opened. That is, until he made me my first coffee cola. Delivered to me bedside in a 32-ounce deli container (#chefthings), I swallowed my skepticism along with my first sip, instantly rewarded with the drink’s malty, nutty splendor. It didn’t take long for me to start craving and requesting coffee cola; eventually, I was making it at home whenever I had soda on hand. If you’re not convinced of its magic, allow me to explain.