I have a memory from when I was young of my father Diarmid preparing coffee on the stovetop. Diarmid practiced Sufism, and as he boiled the Turkish grounds in a little metal pot, he sang the praises of the dark elixir, known for centuries as an aid to achieving mystical states.My own personal voyages on coffee are a much more recent experience. Throughout college, I stayed away from caffeinated coffee, not pulling any all-nighters unless I was able to stay awake out of pure interest. (Okay, so I had a little tea now and then.) But on my recent trip to Italy, where espresso is a way of life and everyone was so hospitable to my family, I developed quite a taste for the stuff. So much so that the first thing I did when I came back to Castle in the Air was to install a little espresso maker for us. Now look at me -- I drink 3 coffees a day and am beginning to see what all the fuss was about, all those years ago.
Oh my do be careful!!! Once you step through that door, open Pendora's box, sampled the Devil's elixer... well-well I think, or that is I've heard, although I might have read it somewhere?? Let's see if I can remember correctly it's something about coffee....... and...... hmmmmmmm I'll be back, I'll just go look it up again :)
ReplyDeletePattie ;)
Mazatlan Mx.
Beware!!!
ReplyDeleteI had never tasted coffee until 7 years ago and suddenly I was hooked!!
In Miami we drink a cuban espresso that is extremely addictive, strong and sweet, (nick named by many of us as liquid crack).
I was finally able to quit 2 weeks ago, on my doctors advice of course-not my idea.
Too much sugar, too much caffeine, bad for ulcers and my teeth-he said. So I quit. :(
So be careful, and sip slowly!
Big Hugs,
Rosanna
I'll consider myself warned!
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a girl in school we sang a song...
C-O-F-F-E-E coffee is not for me.
It's a drink some people wake up with.
That is makes them nervouse is no myth.
Slaves to the coffee cup, they can't give coffee up!