Six weeks without meat was never a big deal to me, and I'd say that it's actually become easier since I started observing the external requirements of the fast. But cream in my coffee and tea becomes ever dearer. The more obediently I turn away from it during the prescribed times, the more precious it is to me on the blessed day of its return, and the more I dread giving it up again. At this point, I think I probably won't drink coffee or black tea at all during Lent this year. I won't refrain as a rule, but simply because without cream... what's the point?
In cream, tea and coffee simply blossom.