NA Coffee” is the best coffee in the world. It is what keeps me coming back to the rooms of Narcotics
Anonymous. One Wednesday, at the end of the meeting, I declared this on purpose to a group of conceited
men who I thought were listening but actually they weren’t.
Recovery in action When I was riding on my bike, I got the idea for
writing a story about NA Coffee and all the things I could say. I was trying to glean material from the universe
when I declared this out loud. The only reaction I got was that someone rolled their eyes and raised their eyebrows.
When I am the coffeemaker, I like to make Turkish coffee. There are two extremes in Narcotics Anonymous:
coffee flavoured water or Turkish coffee. We are creatures of extremes. One magical Monday, I went to Step
by Step “hey baby, you know I want you in my world” and there was cream. Usually addicts drink 2% milk.
When it comes to dairy products, addicts strive for balance. Anyway, next came the coffee. I was pleasantly
surprised. I slurped it up like any good addict will. The secretary for the group walked by me. I guess that
the pleasure that I was deriving from the coffee was written all over my face. “The coffee’s good, eh?”, he
exclaimed. It was breathtaking. I could have drank another cup but I felt selfish and also did not want to stay
up all night and have gut rot. Not a good time.
I decided to carry on the tradition of Turkish coffee at the meeting Step by Step. When I got elected coffeemaker,
I put double the amount of coffee in each time. It was good coffee, but nothing will ever, ever again
come close to that one magical Monday night (because the coffee that night was not Folgers, it was expensive,
good coffee). Each time I made coffee at that group that month, the same fellow recovering addict would boldly
inquire in my listening proximity “Who made the Turkish coffee?” I think I blushed and butterflies were in my
stomach. He knew it was me.
The first divine coffee experience inspired me to actually show up when I took coffeemaker position. I am a
chairperson kind of girl because I like to choose who will read and most importantly I like to choose who will
give away the newcomer keytag.
This summer I have met someone who surpasses me in my passion and drive to verify my own personal philosophy
which has two central dimensions to it. It is like Step One and Step Two. Without Step One you cannot
move onto Step Two. Step One is: “NA Coffee is the best coffee in the world.” Step Two is: “Recovering
addicts make the best coffee in the world.” I have met someone this summer who believes this even more
strongly than I do. He even goes as far as to say he is the best coffeemaker in NA and that if you go to
meetings where he is the coffeemaker you will be drinking pretty good coffee. He has taken all the coffeemaker
positions he can to carry on the tradition that recovering addicts make the best coffee in the world.
I enjoyed the rush of secretly putting in double the amount of coffee than I was supposed to and there he is
unabashedly doing the same thing. Well at least I got to experience the rush and the thrill of perceiving the
astonished, bewildered, expressions on other recovering addicts’ faces when they drank the outlandish, wild,
uncontrolled, untamed, Turkish, Folgers coffee.