I love having chicory in my coffee. I can spot chicory growing wild, it's all over my property and alongside the road here. I know how to prepare the roots and roast them.
Chicory was originally used by poor Southerners as a coffee STRETCHER. You mixed chicory with your coffee to make it last longer. Somehow this form of poverty-living became an exotic ingredient and is used in various high dollar brands.
The irony I find today is that I have the money to buy as much coffee as I want but yet I don't have the TIME to gather and prepare the chicory I love.
Tell me again how the corporate-industrial model is giving us a higher standard of living? I think I'm beginning to see through the illusion.
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