Started drinking coffee in east Texas.
My mom could brew a pretty good cup of coffee. Same thing every time.
Then I moved to New Orleans, LA!
Waitress asked, "Light or dark?"
Huh? "Uhh...light I guess."
EGADS! DID YOU POUR MY COFFEE OUT OF A ROOFERS TAR POT????
Great Caesars ghost am I glad I didn't say dark!
A couple of months in NOLA, I visit back in east Texas!
"Mom, this isn't coffee. It's just warm, light brown water!"
Two years later, I leave NOLA!
I discovered that what I thought made you tough in Texas, Lone Star beer, Camel cigarettes and plain black coffee can't hold a candle to Dixie beer, Picayune "lung crushers" and Sea Port chicory coffee!
I tried a total of 2 (TWO!) cups of "dark" coffee. Never got the nerve to try demitasse and was way too broke to get away from the Dixie beer (pour it back in the horse!).
P.S. - though I tried, could NOT handle the Picayune smokes!