My relationship with coffee is long and complicated. My parents drank - and still drink - rot gut, cheap-as-it-gets coffee that didn’t provide the most alluring introduction to coffee. (Sorry Mom.) In college, I started drinking coffee to fuel late-night study sessions. I took it black and bought it from a “trendy” coffee shop down the street from my college.
Know what you mean about coffee shops with a superiority complex. Particularly as that often comes with no sense of service at all!