Quad Shots

Yesterday I went to the drive through espresso place to get our morning coffee beverages.  The owner was taking the orders instead of the young woman who knows our usual order (Denali-size soy latte with 3 sugar packets for Brad, Denali-size skinny latte for Amy).  So when I told the nice man what I wanted he confirmed the order by saying, "Quad shots?"  And I thought, holy shit, is that what we’ve been drinking?!?!  Quad shots of espresso??  No wonder I’ve had some trouble sleeping this summer.  I was attributing it to the late shining sun, which is certainly part of the trouble — but I’m thinking that it’s really the radical increase in caffeine consumption that’s to blame.  I don’t know why it didn’t occur to either of us what the extra-big cup contained.  In Boulder we don’t drink coffee very often, and usually drink decaf when we do.  We have a terrific espresso maker that is fully loaded with decaf beans.  It’s a long way from a single decaf all the way to 4 shots each day.  Today we made coffee at home with strong oily French roast beans, and are starting the slow taper process back down to a low-caffeine existence.  No more Denali-size lattes for us.