I confess that I am a victim of its bitter taste and strong aroma. It combines several aspects that make me love it and sometimes hate it, and it seems to me that it is this love-hate relationship that I would try to change. Let me explain:
Coffee is my morning lover and my first impulse, he makes every morning pleasant and pleasant just with the pleasure of tasting, but when it runs out and I have to buy it in the market I hate it because every time its price rises more and more in the market and buying it means a sacrifice that I always make for one of my favorite loves. But, who said that love is easy?
I totally understand. I'd like to have millions so I could treat all my friends around the world to delicious coffee everyday.
Prices here are also crazy sometimes; however, I think we pay little for good coffee in Venezuela when compared to USA or UK, for example. I pay $10 for a kilo of good coffee beans; not specialty coffee but of a good quality.
I join in this desire to have and be able to invite all my friends, workers, neighbors and acquaintances to a good coffee.
I wish I could share it with all the members of this community. Greetings and best regards.
Cuba present 💜☕🇨🇺
I understand perfectly what you are saying. I myself am in a dilemma with the price of coffee makers. I feel overwhelmed. But when I lived in Cuba, I used to make the Venezuelan type strainer with cloth. Cuba taught me to be a fighter so my relationship with coffee remains despite the prices.
I also consume it, in spite of the prices, even though sometimes, like now, you have to choose a cheaper coffee to be able to buy the food you need to live. I was happy with your answer because you are a Cuban.
I was in Venezuela and I love that country. Happy week. Cheers and best regards.
Happy week to you and here's to a virtual coffee ☕🇨🇺🇻🇪
The same to you. Happy journey. Cheers and greetings. A virtual coffee