Have you ever had coffee so strong that it grew hair on your toenails?

My great-grandfather used to warn me not to drink coffee because I'd grow hair on my chest. =P I drank coffee with my dad as a kid, but my dad made his fairly weak, and he would put so much milk and sugar in it for me that it was more like coffee flavored milk. But I was a tough girl, and I wanted some of Daddy Bud's coffee anyway! So I kept bugging him, and kept bugging him, and one day he made me a little cup. He put a normal-sized amount of cream and sugar in it instead of the insane amount I was used to, and I thought "Wow he's going to let me have a cup just like his." My chest was all puffed up with pride that he thought I was such a big girl, and I couldn't wait to get that coffee in me. I took one sip... and spewed it everywhere, dropping the cup. Daddy Bud was laughing so hard that he wound up dropping his own cup and making a mess, which led to us both getting an earful from my great-grandmother. =p Boy do I miss my great-grandfather some days! Thanks for this discussion, it really brought back a memory for me.

OK I have a coffee horror story I being a tea drinker growing up we never brewed coffee and mom always had a small jar of instant in the cupboard in case anyone ever asked for coffee. So later in life I got my own apartment and on my first grocery order I of course bought some coffee paying no attention to the label. it wasn't until college I discovered the beautiful world of coffee. So as luck would have it I'm on a date and the young gentlemen comes in for a coffee .I begin boiling the kettle and get the mugs down from the cupboard. I make myself a cup of tea and he wants one sugar and cream which of course i only have milk but he says thats fine. I mix in one tablespoon of coffee that if calls for but it doesn't dissolve very well and just keeps floating on top/ but i thought oh well. This poor guy is trying to drink this coffee and finishes it and leaves. The next day my friend see the cup in the sink and says what the heck was this. I said coffee she says Cheryl thats was perk coffee for a machine not instant the poor guy !!! lol Cheryl

Grandma boiled her coffee on top of a propane stove, all day, adding more grounds, and water as necessary. On my first honeymoon we stopped to see her. My husband, who was not a coffee drinker, was very polite, and took a cup. I do not know how he ever choked it down. My approach to her coffee was to treat it as a concentrate, stir a little coffee into a cup of hot water. LOL

I usually make strong coffee in the morning because I only drink one cup. So Im use to strong coffee and I guess your hubby was trying to get some energy up. Coffee is great for giving us energy.

I've had coffee so strong as to grew hair on your chest :) We had boughten a new brand, it was a generic but it was to be similar to the one name brand. Well we made it like we would normally, using the same amount. OMG it was so strong and bitter we couldn't drink. We actually had to use 1/2 the amount and then it tasted great. So not only does it save us money in actual price but we have to buy less so saving us even more.

I always make the coffee and it is perfect but last week I was at a very fancy car wash. It had a nice lounge with TV, magazines, snacks, an 3 different very large coffee machines so I decided to have a cappuccino while waiting and it was horrible NO coffee... I just got hot milky water and no coffee .. YUK

My husband once made coffee so strong the spoon stood upright in the cup. I didn't let him do it anymore. He thought he was slick, he would purposely mess up something so I would just do it instead of having him do it.

Hahhaha, you are so funny. Girl, I can take coffee anyway, except weak. Maybe you should have offered me a drink of it, as I would have drank it down in a flash.

I tend to be the one who makes the coffee strong. My boyfriend usually makes it weaker than me. I don't let him make the coffee very often.lol. And I always thought the saying was "coffee strong enough to grow hair on your chest" Thats what my mom's boyfriend used to say. I like the toenail one better.

I have lots! I used to be a multiple drinker of instant coffees. As I recall, I used to add just a little water to cupfuls of instant coffee granuals, and then down them, one after another. How many I downed this way I can't recall, but there were several at a time. I did this as an energy boost...while working variously as I recall as actor; and teacher. I still drink alot of tea and coffee, but nothing like that!

I remember when I went to Israel, on a Kibbutz and part of our job was to do the night shift at the factory. So, being stupid I did not sleep before my shift and thought the coffee would keep me awake. I had about 4 cups of the stuff. Their coffee does not dissolve, but sinks to the bottom of the cup, like filter coffee. I added about 3 heap teaspoons and hoped for the best. By the time I had finished the cups I was tripping and became so hyper, when the bloke looking after the night shift came round I drove him off with my insane rants. I will never forget it. I had the worse stomach pains for days afterwards. Not only did I grow hair on my toenails I grew a fur coat on my tongue!LOL

Sarina, That was so funny. How did I miss this discussion. We dont drink coffee so I dont have any stories to tell but when we first got married my husband did drink coffee. When I got pregnant, just the smell of coffee made me throw up. I would get up at 4 Am put in the coffe pot and go to the rest room. The smell would reach the restroom and I would throw up. I would quickly run to the kitchen and put the coffee into his thermos and put the lid on it and go outside and throw up again. I would wash the coffee pot and throw up again. This was my morning routine for the entire 9 months. We always knew the day I got pregnant because it happened with every pregnacy. LOL

My DH had the goofiest sense of humor! And ne often joked about how strong I like my coffee. One day he pulled a funny on me. He wasn't going to work that day but I was, so he made breakfast while I was showering. Dressed, I came out to the table and saw a mug of coffee at my place ... with a spoon standing straight up in it. He'd made very finely ground French roast in my favorite Melitta stovepot expresso pot (meaning it was very, very strong) and filled the mug. Yum! "I hope it's strong enough for you this time," he said. He had put an unfooted egg cup in the bottom of the mug to support the spoon completely upright! The coffee was delicious.

my coffee horror story is rather the reverse of your coffee-so-strong-it-grew-hair-on-your-toenails. most of my relatives in the boondocks claim they like nothing better than a cup of coffee early in the morning, especially when they take it with "pan de sal." but when i stayed with them during the summer, i found out that they were so afraid of having hair growing on their chest that they make coffee so weak and so sweet it's like drinking a cup of sugar and cream with coffee added as an afterthought.

Too strong coffee is almost as bad as coffee that is too weak. The worst tasting coffee I've ever had is the instant stuff. It tastes nothing like the really brewed coffee.

Did you hear about the one where the salt was in the same container as the sugar?~Donna (No need to say any more than that)

Wow, and I thought that the hair I had on my chest from hubby's oft strong coffee was bad. Gee, I see that it could be worse with hair on my toenails and fur on my tongue! Ha! Yes, I have certainly had coffee that was way too strong. Hubby refuses to use the coffee pot and/or the measurer for water when making coffee. He takes a large glass from our cabinet and just pours a few into the back of the coffee maker. Often it isn't enough for the amnount of coffee that he has used in the strainer and the coffee is strong enough to walk to you!

I don't think my husband even knows how to make coffee, period...I'd almost rather have it be too strong than too weak. I won't drink it if it's barely coffee. I remember the first time I had a cup of coffee; wasn't a horror story but I remember it like yesterday. I had turned 16 and was having breakfast with my dad at a restaurant called, Sambo's, in Oroville, Calif. Dad always drank coffee and I wanted to be a bit like him. I asked if he thought I was old enough to have my first cup. He told me, "Sure." So the waitress brought one for me and I decided to drink it black right from the get-go; just like dad. WOW!!! What a shock! Even though I had never had coffee before I knew that it was the worst coffee, ever. I almost spit it out but didn't and dad said, "If you can drink this coffee, you can drink any..!" Boy, was he right. I got used to it and actually liked it and now I can drink the strongest coffee around...lol

Now this really had me laughing. I am not a coffee drinker, so no hairy toes for me!

Yes I have, and it was matter of fact last week. My son works at Starbucks in Costa Mesa and he drinks 5 shots, he had me up to 4 and oh dear I was buzzing around OC like crazy. When I took a sip of that my whole body shaked from it. Wow! Too much for me, but I got his entire apartment cleaned up and then went and washed laundry. I will never get that bad again. They also couldn't get me to shut up. I will stick to my Caramel Mocha Latte, thank you.