I used to hate coffee in the past. Some lurking memory hidden deep within the deeps of consciousness affirmed something of that nature - the initial sip, staying neutral, the subsequent yucks, etc. But something happened along the way.. Journey with me along these series of blogs to explore my descend into caffine hell..
Living in germany has its perks: coffee is relatively well received here. The downside is that the coffee tends to taste (and look) like dark-coloured water.
after joining my company, I was delighted to find that coffee was freely available in the pantry. Since the whole wing seems to be hooked on coffee, the pot was in constant need for refilling.
In order to increase my personal satisfaction, I have taken to reducing the amount of water used for making coffee. This worked - it helped to reduce the diluation factor, but it brought some interesting side effects.
apart from comments like - "you are the only person who can make expresso-strengthed coffee from filter coffee" and "if i leave my spoon in side the coffee and it stands, i know you made it", I started to get a steady stream of visitors to my office with enquires about the originator of the coffee.. (apparently these guys cannot stomach strong stuff)
even the die-hard engineers (aka coffee junkies) started to reduce their portions to half cups..
me? There are times when "just coffee is still not enough". I'm glad for the instant mix coffee brands who are often giving out free samples. How else can I enhance the flavour and intensity of my brew?
Somedays I dream of coffee. not just the normal coffee, but having the ultimate brew that is both tasty and reinvigorating. That has yet to be discovered yet, but one can dream caffine-induced dreams, right? ;)
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