A Brave New World

Believe it or not, coffee is a bone of contention in my marriage and friendships, and keeps me from fully understanding the nuances of Lorelei and Rory Gilmore. If you've ever spent time with a coffee drinker, you know they find it offensive when they're drinking coffee and you're sipping ice water. I've never been a coffee drinker. I've tried. Lord knows I've tried. But I don't like the taste of sugar or cream in drinks, and black coffee is too bitter. With a new school season upon me and Village Church running a Marriage series, I have made it my mission to love waking up to a hot coffee in the morning for the sake of my sanity and marriage. (This is when you start thinking I'm crazy. I'm cool with that.)

I began by buying new mugs. Yep, you read that right. I thought maybe part of my disdain for coffee stemmed from a deeper issue - disdain for my mugs, perhaps. (As I read this, I too think I may be crazy.)

Cupboard stocked, I began to hunt for a dairy-free, natural creamer that would make me fall in love with coffee and, quite possibly, become one of those meme-posting, sweatshirt-wearing coffee lovers. I didn't spend time praying about this (obviously no prayer is trivial, but I do know where to draw the line)... I don't, however, think it was a coincidence that the same day I began my quest, the recipe that changed my coffee-absent life popped up on my instagram feed.

Photos by Sienna Clark :)

Photos by Sienna Clark :)


French Vanilla Coffee Creamer (Dairy Free)

AUTHOR: Danielle Walker - AgainstAllGrain.com

SERVES: 2 cups

1 cup almond milk
1 cup coconut milk
2 tablespoons honey
2 tablespoons maple syrup
1 vanilla bean

1. Combine both of the milks and sweetener in a saucepan over medium-high heat. Bring to a low boil, then remove from heat.
2. Slice the vanilla bean down the long side, and scrape out the seeds. Place the seeds and bean in the milk, then cover and let steep for 30 minutes.
3. Strain the mixture through a fine mesh strainer or cheesecloth. Store in an airtight container in the refrigerator for 1 week.


Thank you, Danielle Walker, for giving me a love of coffee; you have improved both my midday energy and relationships. Because of this creamer, a gaping void has been filled in my marriage and friendships - a void only coffee could occupy. And while this has left my children totally baffled (you'd think I was draining a glass of wine at 8am by the way they look at me and ask, "You're. Drinking. WHAT?!"),  I can't help but smile, and think about how much I've grown up. At almost 35, I feel like I've finally arrived. Thank you coffee-drinkers for welcoming me to this obsessive and exclusive club. Please let me know when your next order of "Got Coffee?" sweatshirts is going in.