Way back when, I used to roast my own. Well, I didn't really 'roast' them. I cooked them on my stove top, shaking them in a cast iron frying pan. With all the doors and windows wide open, of course... coffee beans start smoking when they're close to done, and the smell settles into drapes and carpets like you wouldn't believe. But I've gotten lazy, have significantly less free time than I used to have, and I've lost my sense of shame.
My favorite coffee is whichever of two brands of espresso happens to be on sale at my local supermarket. For the life of me I can't remember their names; one comes in a yellow can and the other in a green can.
Of course, nowadays I make my morning caffeine fix strong enough to crawl out of the cup, then add a good jolt of instant hot cocoa mix to it. So any nuances would probably be lost on me anyway....
When I'm on the road and hit a convenience store that has a powdered 'cappuccino' setup, I usually start with a shot of hot chocolate. Then I fill my cup to the halfway mark with English toffee if it's available, French vanilla if it isn't, and finish it out with brewed dark roast coffee (or regular, if the place doesn't have the dark roast).
An Alaskan I knew on another forum always referred to anything besides straight black coffee as 'foo-foo' coffee; he used to make me feel like I should be donning a tutu while I sipped my morning libation.