We love to talk about coffee, don’t we? Well, we love our favorite crutch, and its faithful ability to get us through all the otherwise groggy mornings. Recently, I’ve been spending time on some of the internet coffee forums, learning things that (as a person whose habit runs well over four decades) – I was surprised I didn’t know. It was a good break from the usual forums-to–visit list, and the much more droll postings I put on my https://programmingmiscellany.wordpress.com site.
Posted Saturday, June 29’th 2013
I’ve always had a weakness for the wine of the bean (Arabic to Dutch translation: Kaffee). Early in the morning, the original Arabic word was seemingly too long gone to recall, but I was able to remember that it derived from the phrase “wine of the bean.”
As I poured the aromatic little beans into my grinder, I was taken with a thought. My olfactory sensors, in spite of the dimness brought on by age, seemed to be transporting me into another space altogether. The early hour combined with my natural grogginess to make the transport swift and easy. Suddenly I was in one of my favorite places, an old bookstore, with its lode of old novel pages.
Coffee and old books: my nose wanted to sense those two things as similar, or the same. Methinks it’s because I so often have them in combination!