I think something is wrong.
I wake up in eager anticipation of brewing that first cup of coffee in the morning.
The smell, the slightly bitter yet sweet taste. Ah, I love it.
I will not be partaking of this coffee though. I don’t care if it’s the “most expensive coffee” in the world. Nope, cannot handle something that’s been “eaten by a civet who digests the soft outer part of the coffee cherry, but does not digest the inner beans and excretes them.”
No, Ethiopian coffee it is for now.
I think I might have to cut back if this addiction gets any stronger.
Coffee. Another one of God’s amazingly wonderful creations!
I was born in Jos, Nigeria many years ago. I spent the next nineteen years living in Liberia, Kenya and Ethiopia.
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