Walking into the coffee shop, took a deep breath, and smelled the familiar fragrance. Mixed with silky hazelnuts, vanilla, mocha flavor, in this world is only one place filled with such smell - Grandma's home.
one way valve want to say that coffee is the grandmother's love, Grandmother was to coffee what a sommelier is to wine. Her knowledge of coffee, its different tastes, and even its structural features are well aware of, and she would only drink the best coffee.” A cup of coffee in the morning determines the tone of the day.” She always said like this.
I used to go to my grandmother’s home at every Sunday morning, and she always used the same procedure to welcome me. She would be kissing on my cheeks, hanging my coat, and then taking me to the kitchen, slicing a piece of fresh baked banana bread and pouring a fresh cup of coffee to me.
"A Xia," she said to me one day, "do you know? Everyone's personality is like a taste of coffee."
"Really?" I said. I saw my grandmother love her coffee so much, so that everything is related with coffee, and I feel very funny.
"Yes," she said, "you, my dear, are French vanilla flavor. You are sweet, and almost sickeningly so at times to the discerning coffee drinker." After listening to my grandmother’s evaluation, I feel a little uncomfortable. Of course, you will expect grandmother say you are sweet, but absolutely not accept the words like that you are so sickening.