coffee valve remembers the first time to drink coffee, then still very naive, toss off the coffee in the hands, after shouting, bitter, too bitter. After a long time no longer drank. Until later, after a lot of life with the gradual maturity of their own mature, not only like the bitter taste of coffee, but also out of its another flavor and sweet alcohol. I love the taste of coffee, do not put candy, add only a little milk. What to want is the bitter but with few sweet taste.
Maybe in the past, I used to be alone that always likes to go to the cafe. There is a love for coffee cannot tell. Holding a cup of warm coffee, ears around the "blue nocturne", the table stood a novel. Staring at the dark surroundings and found the coffee fragrance filled with open. Slowly close, I can still feel it flowing in the air. All along, I rarely go to that kind of people a lot of cafes, each time can only accommodate a dozen people's cafe, choose a most inside position, quiet and remote. A person sitting silently, always lit a cup of caramel Mocha and a tiramisu. And then choose a favorite novel, silently watching.
Although every time my desk is always by my possession, but I never complain. Perhaps reading is not required to accompany people; or loneliness is the best companion it. A person alone solitary drink, memorable bitter, and gradually the heart is also full of bitterness. Just want to sit quietly, alone to accept the lonely baptism, memories once, thoughts thronged my mind.
One way valve believes that drinking coffee should be like tasting wine, first smell the aroma, and then try a small bite, that you can taste the essence of it.