After a solid month of Philz every weekday morning, my stomach, which had never experienced so much coffee in such strong doses in its life, shut down last Thursday and I had to temper off. I haven’t had Philz in four days and I kept waiting for the headaches to set in, but apparently my whole body was having a fit with Philz, because I actually feel better.
Sigh.
Okay, well, back to Philz only on weekends when I can enjoy it anyway. I can’t enjoy my coffee at work—someone usually can’t do their job and I get pulled away and by the time I get back to my coffee the cream has coagulated in it. So only on the weekends.
Coffee is meant to be enjoyed, anyway, not strapped to me at work like an IV.
By the way, I have tried all of the flavors except the decaf, chai, and hot chocolate. They are all good, but I’m starting to feel like the girl at the perfume counter—I can’t tell the difference in their taste anymore.
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