Thursday, July 03, 2008

Ok, so where should I start? How should this first post on my "coffee" blog look like...er...or read like. It's not like I'm even much of a writer, but I guess this is the reason why I'm endeavouring to do this blog. To not only chart my progress/journey with my passion for coffee, but to also chart some kind of progress with my literary ability.

Language has never been my strong suit. I mean, I've done well in English through my school days but I've never really taken to writing or reading (mum's fault if you ask me...hehehe). So at 30 years old, is it too late to start?

Hmm...coffee. Love it.

My journey with it started when I came to Melbourne 7 years ago. Had my first latte (at Fruits of Passion, Kensington), and slowly progressed from 2 sugars to 1 sugar, to none. To tell you the truth, when my dad made his first trip to Europe with his friends when I was a wee lad, he came back with this espresso craze. He then started buying an assortment of different machinery (which I now recognise as stovepots) which I believe are still in our kitchen in Singapore somewhere. It was then that I tried specialty coffee and...er...went *yucks*...to paraphrase.

Now, I can't go through a day without it. Yes some might say that it's an addiction and yes if I don't have a cup I do get a mild headache, but I love it. I look forward to waking up, turning on my Sunbeam EM6910, loading my Mazzer Mini with beans (Guatamalan RFA), filling my little Incasa jug with Pura full cream milk, and making my coffee. And then...drinking it...what a celebration of the efforts taken by my Guatamalan friends to grow this specially for me. Ok...it does sound a little crazy. Or even to make my journey to a fave cafe, giving a thumbs up to the barista and sit there with a good friend to savour the latte, and make space to connect over it.

It's suffice to say that it's not only the taste of coffee that I love, but the place that it's served in to the way that's it's made. The space that it creates for conversation and connections for me, goes beyond what is served in the cup. What I guess I'm trying to say is that, the quality of the coffee in that little 7 1/2 oz glass; for me; makes or breaks the space that I've given to it, and the quality if the conversations spent over it, rides on that.

So who's going to read all this? Who cares you say? I guess even if no one does, I'll email my mum the blog address and she will...she's mum after all. Happy Birthday Mum!

4 comments:

pinto said...

Never too late to start, E-gene! Will be following your coffee adventures. Keep on writing! =)

Saz said...

and wife too...

Yi Von said...

Good job, ex Boss!

Whens the graaaaaaaaaand opening of Guava Bean? We must visit Mr Ex Boss behind the machine! :)

alison said...

Hey, your favourite aunt here reads everyday. Keep writing so we know what's happening there