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I'm a traditionalist, so for me, black coffee is cool.
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard.
Never drink black coffee at lunch; it will keep you awake all afternoon.
Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.
For four to six months at a time, I would barely eat. I lived on a diet of Melba toast, carrots, and black coffee.
My workday begins around 11 A.M., with a cup of black coffee in each hand. If I had more hands, there would be more coffee.
Black coffee is the latest fad I have picked up. Then there are my endless cups of chai! I'm trying to cut down and keep it to no more than three cups a day.
The Soft Pack's self-titled full-length debut is straighter than black coffee, and twice as bitter: Frontman Matt Lamkin isn't afraid to fly his philosophical flag and face hard realities.
The first thing I do when I wake up is cardio on an empty stomach. I'll just drink water, or maybe I'll have a black coffee with no sugar, and I'll do about 25 minutes of cardio, six days a week.
Diet-wise, I practice intermittent fasting, keeping me alert, as the body is using up its energy stores. It keeps my diet in check, so I'm just on black coffee and water, maybe a fruit round 1 P. M.
I start every morning at 7 or 7:30 in the same place - my little office where it's dark and cozy - with a cup of the same really strong black coffee. It's my little cocoon. There's no phone or fax or Internet. And no music.
I don't know how my body would react if I don't eat for 10 days. In order to go through that experience, I almost did not eat or drink water for 15-20 days. I only had one carrot a day, a cup of black coffee, and a few sips of water.
I'm a morning bird. I love getting up before it's light out if it's possible. I wake up, I have a black coffee. I'm an 86-year-old man. I try to work out first thing to get it over with. When I do it, I feel good because I have the endorphins all day.
Few men in their 70s looked as good as my father did. What was his secret? Genes, maybe, since he didn't exercise or diet, and he kept a candy drawer, drank a pot of black coffee every day, and read in the middle of the night. Still, he took such joy in being a dad - and in life in general - and his happiness showed.
I like to have straight-up black coffee, but when you get it, sometimes you'll burn your tongue, or it spills on your hands, and you get third degree burns. I happen to be the kind of human being who doesn't want to sue coffee companies for money, so I just say, 'Hey, can you give me some coffee, but can you also give me like, eight ice cubes.'