Drinking coffee, a tradition that grows with us
When was it that I was introduced to coffee, I don't know! But here in my country it is usual that we are given coffee from a very early age in the version of coffee with milk and guarapo, both providing a wonderful balance that helps first-timers to begin to appreciate this magical brew. That is why instead of saying that it is in my blood, I would actually say that it is the result of a national tradition and culture with which we Venezuelans identify ourselves.
In my particular case my family did not give me black coffee, I had to grow up a little to be allowed to start drinking it stronger and stronger until I reached the point where I am now of drinking it black almost without sugar, it was a process in which I was accompanied mainly by my parents, but in which uncles, grandparents, cousins participated... this is teamwork. Now, being an adult, I am pleased to be part of the same process but with my little cousin.
You are right. Coffee is deeply rooted in our traditions and culture. When you visit someone there is always a Quieres un cafecito? hehe ;)☕️
It's almost the first thing we do when there's visit at our house. 😂