Hello everyone.
Here I am preparing the most energetic drink in the world with my old coffee bag that always accompanies me.
I can drink coffee at any time, in the morning, when I wake up, at breakfast, in the middle of the morning, in my day and with a friend, at lunchtime, it fascinates me, at snack time, in the afternoon with a friend, at dinner, it is fantastic.
The important thing for me is that it is always red coffee. I love strong coffee that moves my spirit.
My life is coffee.
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Your life with coffee is no longer in doubt, it can be seen from how tired your coffee filter are 😅
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Of course.
I can be a coffee donor
Hehe! That's so funny. I do hope that one day I'll get to drink a cup of authentic Venezuelan coffee that's made the traditional way.🤞
For me, it would be a complete honor. Hopefully soon with a prosperous country to not only invite you for a coffee but to take you to see wonderful places.
I'm responding to this via google translation 👇
That's so kind of you.
It would be wonderful to get to Venezuela someday, especially now that I know so many lovely people like you 😊🤗
Now, because of this praise, the invitation is decreed.
I am responding via:
https://www.deepl.com/translator#es/en/Ahora%2C%20por%20culpa%20de%20ese%20alago%2C%20la%20invitaci%C3%B3n%20queda%20decretada.
You are so kind. I'll definitely pick up that offer if I visit 😊🤗😁
I apologize, I got so excited that I forgot to do the translation.
Haha! I figure that's what happening.
I take that as a good thing. I think someone naturally switches to their mother tongue when filled with emotions 😆
My aunt still uses one of those cloth bags to brew coffee. It reminds me so much of my childhood.
The coffee brewed with these bags gives it a very characteristic flavor. In the beginning, it is not as tasty as when the bag has already had a lot of use.
The flavor indeed has a distinct taste. To me, coffee brewed in this way tastes like my childhood.
I totally agree with you. When you drink brewed coffee in a cloth bag, for many it is going back to the times of grandparents, times of a happy and innocent childhood.
Here's to that, my friend...nothing like a strong brewed coffee to move the spirit.
I like it hot, not lukewarm or cold. I am one of those who say that coffee is drunk hot, like when you give a passionate kiss.That's right beautiful Diana (@chacald.dcymt), nothing like a good coffee.
Oh, the tastes of a poet. Exquisite as your lines. Here's to that ☕☕.