I take my coffee very seriously. #CoffeeMyWay means it needs to be strong, it needs cream (milk will not do) and it needs to be sweet – a sprinkle of cinnamon is also lovely. I can drink it hot or iced.
Weekday mornings, I take sips in between making breakfast, packing lunch and getting Norrin ready for school. I usually walk out the door without finishing. Sometimes, I’ll put it in a to-go mug and drink it one the train. At work, I’ll make another cup of café, but it’s never quite the same.
But on weekend mornings, coffee is something to be savored.
I look forward to waking up before everyone else and enjoying my coffee while working or catching up on Facebook.
For Latinos café is a part of our culture.
I remember my parents warming up milk for their instant coffee, sweetening it with just a few spoonfuls of sugar. Always with a piece of toasted bread with butter.
Whenever I visit family in Puerto Rico – after being greeted with hugs and kisses, the first question asked is “quieres café?” But it’s not really a question, it’s more of a demand because they’re bringing it out no matter what you say. Puerto Ricans drink coffee around the clock which I cannot even understand because it gets so hot.
It’s all about Cafe Bustelo in PR so the day I found Cafe Bustelo k-cups in my local supermarket – I was overjoyed! With some International Delights French Vanilla cream – I am a happy girl.