MemberMarch 28, 2020 at 14:55
I buy my coffee from a small shop in town where they blend, toast and grind. Gail complains as it ‘stinks the car out’ when we bring it home, but I love the smell.
I have a moka pot that I use to brew it and other than water I never add anything else. When I am in the office it goes with me a thermal mug and I every time get a kick with the first sip. At home I have this arty cup but never get quite the same hit on the first sip.
Lovely coffee..but when I first started drinking it I had powdered coffee with with milk and sugar.
This begs the question why have I reverted to something in its ‘base’ state when most of my tastes in life have become more complex?
Over to you!
AdministratorMarch 28, 2020 at 16:45
Reminds of the Super Tramp song:
When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderfulA miracle, oh it was beautiful, magicalAnd all the birds in the trees, well they’d be singing so happilyOh joyfully, playfully watching meBut then they send me away to teach me how to be sensibleLogical, oh responsible, practicalAnd they showed me a world where I could be so dependableOh clinical, oh intellectual, cynicalOnce we lose that innocence there seems to be no turning back and lives get more complicated and complex without us necessarily questioning why. Of course, if we try to hang onto our child-like wonder and contentment, phrases like –
“grow up””stop acting like a child””you’re so naive””that’s not how the world works””act your age””you’re not a kid anymore”
– get thrown around and so we conform.
But then you stumble upon your coffee experience, and you remember that the best things in life are often the simple things. And the simpler you can make your life, the happier you become.
And lastly, from T.S. Eliot:
We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we startedAnd know the place for the first time.
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