Coffee Lovers

I mostly prefer my coffee black with some sugar. But I also enjoy some Cappuccino from time to time.

 

Cocoa powder is a must have with cappuccino for me.

 

I don't have any coffee of preference. I have drunk many coffees from many parts of the world from South America to the Orient, Asia, even kopi luwak and I do not understand the price of that coffee which does not justify its taste, except for its exoticness. At home we had a coffee capsule machine, comfortable and fast and we used to buy different coffee capsules of different flavour intensity, but my sister saw a report on TV about these coffee capsules, how difficult and expensive it is to recycle them, how they are polluting the planet and the large amount of coffee capsules that are produced every day as waste because their recycling is very costly and very expensive. We have therefore removed the coffee capsule machine and now have a coffee machine that grinds the coffee and prepares a more pleasant tasting coffee and, in my sister's words, with more environmentally friendly waste. The coffee we are drinking now at home is Colombian coffee and the previous one was from India. In my company I have also banned coffee capsule machines, I have bought several coffee machines like the ones at home for the workers' canteen. I like coffee not only as a drink, but also for the whole world that surrounds it, for everything that coffee means, the whole world of relaxation, friendship and conversation. When my sister or friends call me on the phone and say, I'm in such and such a coffee shop, come and have a coffee. When we have lunch with the family and the coffee is the final point of that atmosphere of family love, without anyone worrying about my sister, seeing her happy. Also coffee at home, with my sister, while it's raining or snowing outside. Like Odette, I also like the aroma of coffee that fills the house, it is an aroma that smells of our parents and reminds me of when my sister and I drank coffee with our parents in front of the fireplace on winter days. It is a scent that smells of my sister when we share a coffee, while my sister smiles, on the terrace of a hotel after skiing. It is a scent that smells of friendship with my friends in long conversations about deep or banal subjects with lots of laughter. Also now it is an aroma that smells of the beach, of violin with a sweet friendship, with people who are a gift of life. But the coffee I like most is coffee with my sister when she is concentrating and enjoying watching the streets fill with snow, how the rain cleans the buildings, I like coffee with my sister in our cabin on the lake, when she goes outside in her pyjamas and rolled up in a blanket watching the first rays of sunlight filtering through the trees of the woods surrounding the lake. It's a beautiful image, my sister rolled up in a blanket, cup of coffee in her hand, looking at the rising sun, her eyes still sleepy, beautiful in her natural beauty, hair messy, relaxed in her first smile of the day. For me it is the best coffee in the universe.


That is the best coffee in the universe.

 

I have caffeine withdrawal if I don't get my coffee hourly. I should just hook up an IV.
My co - workers bought a Keurig and put it in my office so I'd stop biting people.