AB hey I make no excuse for it. I grew up in the pacific northwest where becoming a coffee connoisseur was a normal part of childhood. When I moved to the midwest and found out all the local grocery stocked was Maxwell House, Folgers, and instant, I freaked out and had to go on a quest to find coffee that was drinkable to me. I was about ready to move back! Like I said, I'm not fussy about many things. But this is one I'm a stickler about.
And I HATE french roast. With a passion. I don't see anything desirable about it. Give me some columbian, ethiopian, or italian coffee any day and I'm a happy girl. But that charred, oily french stuff is just disgusting.