It was over three years ago that I gave up coffee. I did it purely for medical reasons, I’d been diagnosed with arrhythmia and caffeine is potentially a trigger. I’ve missed it. Of course I have. I love the taste and the smell of it. I also love the locations, or my memories of the locations, outdoor seating in a market square or on a cobbled street as a city bustles around me. But I can have those memories without the taste, and the memory of the taste is evocative enough for me.
Trouble is, chocolate contains caffeine. So it’s time to give that up too. It should be easier this time. I’ve has practice. And I don’t have to crave the feeling of it melting on my tongue.