I never was much of a coffee drinker, not in my youth anyway.
We drank tea.Loads of tea from a light green tea pot that sat on our dining table and was replenished by my mother. Most days they would be more than just the four of us and mum, , friends had a way of joining in on most meals at our house.Tea time was mostly spent regaling mum and friends with the days events at school.
Coffee was a luxury then, , while we drank tea from as early as 5 am (toget us to study) and then through the day, my mum had a cup of coffee after breakfast "Bru Instant"the only available coffee powder. We never drank the coffee that we grew on our little farm because there was no free trade...or so I think.
Robusta has a rather strong earthy taste and isnt to my liking though I didn't know it then.
I drank tea all through school and college and the little green tea pot lived a great many years listening to our tales .
It all changed the year l got married, cause I married a coffee guy and I haven't looked back since.
I could brew a lovely pot of Nonsuch leaf tea but I couldn't make that decoction my mother in law made.
This was no put a teaspoon of instant in a cup add sugar and hot water and milk.This was the real deal...at least thats what she said.
I watched and waited and wasnt really happy when she decided to go out of town and the manservant took the day off and I was left to make the coffee.
Well ! I didn't make a bad job of it. I had watched well and now years later I still make my coffee the old way.The coffee machine sits on the ledge ..I use it only in a rush
On a good day a great brew of home grown arabica is welcomed by all.
So what you do is this:
In a saucepan boil water.
Put 5 tablespoons of pure arabica powder in a large pot (make 5 to 6 cups decoction).
Pour hot water stirring well, wait and remove scum on surface . Cover and keep 10 minutes.
Pour decoction required amount and add hot milk. Drink and enjoy.
Use only the decoction. The powder settled at the bottom can be used as manure for plants.
We drank tea.Loads of tea from a light green tea pot that sat on our dining table and was replenished by my mother. Most days they would be more than just the four of us and mum, , friends had a way of joining in on most meals at our house.Tea time was mostly spent regaling mum and friends with the days events at school.
Coffee was a luxury then, , while we drank tea from as early as 5 am (toget us to study) and then through the day, my mum had a cup of coffee after breakfast "Bru Instant"the only available coffee powder. We never drank the coffee that we grew on our little farm because there was no free trade...or so I think.
Robusta has a rather strong earthy taste and isnt to my liking though I didn't know it then.
I drank tea all through school and college and the little green tea pot lived a great many years listening to our tales .
It all changed the year l got married, cause I married a coffee guy and I haven't looked back since.
I could brew a lovely pot of Nonsuch leaf tea but I couldn't make that decoction my mother in law made.
This was no put a teaspoon of instant in a cup add sugar and hot water and milk.This was the real deal...at least thats what she said.
I watched and waited and wasnt really happy when she decided to go out of town and the manservant took the day off and I was left to make the coffee.
Well ! I didn't make a bad job of it. I had watched well and now years later I still make my coffee the old way.The coffee machine sits on the ledge ..I use it only in a rush
On a good day a great brew of home grown arabica is welcomed by all.
So what you do is this:
In a saucepan boil water.
Put 5 tablespoons of pure arabica powder in a large pot (make 5 to 6 cups decoction).
Pour hot water stirring well, wait and remove scum on surface . Cover and keep 10 minutes.
Pour decoction required amount and add hot milk. Drink and enjoy.
Use only the decoction. The powder settled at the bottom can be used as manure for plants.
This is a really nice post, full of memories and sort of 'coming of age' or growing up, the kind where your tastes change or develop, I mean. Keep it up!
ReplyDeleteI too learned to enjoy coffee only in mid-life, and like my coffee black, best brewed in a French Press or cafetière. By the way, the coffee from your farm is really very good - for taste and body and I enjoy more than one cup every day.
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