The COFFEE Community

It seems like a wind is blowing...
When the wind blows, it carries a scent along with it.
#WhatAreYouTalkingAboutCoffee
Is that it?
I had a very lazy period when I was a student, and even though I had both beans and a grinder, I thought it was 'too much trouble' and just crunched on the beans as they were, which ended up upsetting my stomach.
Ever since then, for a while, I had a constitution where just smelling coffee would make my stomach ache.
The person I married loves coffee, and although I escaped to tea for a while, it seems the trauma has finally faded away somewhere, and lately, I have come to enjoy drinking it.
Though, I suppose I only use those simple drip packs.
Like tea, coffee travels across the world, through regions, climates, soil types, human hands, ports, and ships, and even after arriving in Japan, when I imagine the sorting, roasting, grinding, filtering, and all the various ways of brewing it, it feels like an infinite world.

A poem for you
Even on the neighboring island, coffee takes root, and I long to grow it from a seedling.