Goldielocks

Goldielocks would be pissed! There is not one place in Nashville where you can get a coffee that is juuusst right. When I mean just right, I'm not talking about cream and sugar, bitter or not bitter. I'm talking about juust right as in doesn't take 7 layers of tissue out of your cheeks and leaves your tongue so blistered you can't taste food for a week! What's the deal? Do these restaurants think that our mouths run at 200 degrees? Instead of a caf and decaf, they need a boiling lava hot and a warm for those of us who prefer to keep our tongues and not have a melted hole in our cheeks.
This is also annoying due to the fact that I want coffee in the morning and I prefer not to water it down with ice, nor do I fancy letting it sit and stare at me on my desk while it cools. I could get some refrigerated creamer, but then that would mean I would have to go to the store and I hate the store. I'm sure many agree that coffee is your morning pick me up and it's nothing to fool around with. I have a giant cup of joe staring me in the face right now that's to hot to even look at. It's ridiculous. Maybe I'm a weenie, but I don't care. I would like to be able to talk by the end of the week.
That does it. I'm starting a coffee shop and I'm calling it Warm, or just right, or Goldielocks. Well, you get the point.