I did not like coffee until 2019, on a trip to Naples, Italy on government business. I was exploring the Vomero neighborhood overlooking the city. Exiting the furnicular tramway directly into a cafe (my how the Italians streamline the acquisition of caffeine), I asked for "the usual." I got a double expresso and a small pastry. Talk about wake up juice! This is the cafe, image stolen from google maps.
This is the view from Vomero and the tramway, probably the most boug part of Naples and a real nice place. Images mine.
On the way home, at the Naples airport, I got a cappuccino, and that was really good.
I started making my own brew with a tiny Bialetti Moka pot a friend stationed in Italy had sent me a couple years before.
Now I use a large Bialetti Moka pot that produces three times the brew and a manual milk frother that heats on the stove to make my own cappuccino. Sometimes I use a manual expresso machine by Neo that my brother, a bougie coffee fiend, gave me. The results from both are so good I would drink it without the caffeine.
I only drink one coffee a day so if I don't love it, I don't drink it. And true to the Italian way, no cappuccino after 1100, it messes with digestion.