I am afraid that Edgar Allan Poe will never be my favourite cup of tea.
There is a genius behind some of these tales and a forerunner of many literary genres, but I just find his prose too outworn and verbal.
It's just like with Britons pouring milk in their tea. I can see how this milky addition has a point and a whole geography of culture and mannerisms in it, but I do prefer my old slice of lemon.
Edgar Allan Poe tales are like tea with too much milk: good primary ingredients but mixed up in a way that doesn't really suit me.