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I love coffee, coffee is life. Well, I must love coffee since I joined this community, right? Duh!
I have built fond memories around coffee, and I have tasted several types of blends throughout my life, Turkish, Italian, French, etc, all with their perks and respective anecdotes.
At Hotel Plaza Mayor-Caracas Venezuela
Like food, coffee for me has a direct connection with a certain part of my life or a certain member of my family and friends. I got a boyfriend once just by being a maniac coffee love; we clashed every time at coffee breaks from rehearsals at the Orchestra, and he always wanted to cut the line in front of me, and one time he waited for me to get my cup and there he was, standing with one for him and another for me, the rest is history...
One time in France, I was on tour with the orchestra and in the Hotel, they gave us a latte, not enough to start my day, so I scaped from our security team (I'm tiny so no one noticed) to the coffee lounge and bought one large. My oh my, I thought I knew strong coffee, that kept me awake for two days!
There are beautiful memories as well as some others not that good, like the time we had a food shortage in the country and coffee was nowhere to be found, and those who could get their hands on a package were willing to pay five times over what it was worth. For less fortunate people like us in that time, when our stockpile (yes, we had a stockpile) we couldn't pay the obscene prices that were in the market so artisanal products were a cheap solution although a really bad one for sure. It turned out that it wasn't coffee but ground roasted types of flour, corn, wheat, or barley, even we once got roasted black beans, and they all tasted so soo bad that my dad even threw up with some of those.
That's why we harvested our own coffee beans because guess what?
We have a coffee tree in our backyard!
It's small I have to confess that, and the first time we harvested we got about 200 grams of coffee, I think the Robusta kind, I don't know for sure, all I know is that my dad got it from a neighbor, with no intention of harvesting or anything. But the need is a powerful thing, and we wanted good coffee so we took it upon ourselves to get it.
Last year's harvest almost finished
The process was long, so long, from picking the berries, to get out the grain, to soak them for the gooey layer to fall off, then dry them, to peel them, to dry them again, to finally roast them, ground them and make the brew. We lasted almost a month doing that, it was a tedious job and we all had jobs to get to, so it wasn't like we spend all of our time with the coffee task force.
I was the one who roasted them, my God, I was scared, I didn't know what to expect, the temperature had to be just right otherwise they could burn and ruin everything, I had to keep stirring the grains in the pan to make sure they all got the same amount of heat. I think I lost a few pounds in that hot kitchen roasting those coffee beans.
Then I hear a POP, then another, and before I knew it they were all poping like kernel corn or something. I had read that something like that was supposed to happen when the residual humidity within the grain evaporates or something like that, but I didn't expect such loud noises and some of them even jumped up, so scary but funny at the same time. My biggest trouble was knowing when to get them out, burned or undercooked. I went with my gut and I got it right, they were perfect. We cooled them, then ground them and brew them.
It was a light color, not what we expected from the color of the roasted grain, so I thought that I had burned them, but nope, the taste was so robust and strong, like I don't know, wood?. That's why I think is the Robusta kind, that taste is not fruity, is butched, and it gave us a boost like we hadn't had in a long time.
That coffee lasted a month, we blended it with other brands when we got to buy some at the supermarket or trade it for another good. We also saved some for a special occasion, like that year's holidays, when my brothers and my sister came to visit. The next year we wanted to do it again but it was a very dry year, and the tree didn't give many beans, and the ones we could salvage we gave to my aunt, and later on the tree sort of died.
Last year however flourished again and I got to harvest some beans, and I even took pictures which my mom deleted from the phone, thank you very much. But I found one, with the beans drying, and now all I have to do is peel them and roast them, just to test it again. Currently, we have 3 trees, one about 3 meters high, that's the first one, the resurrected one, and 2 others small and cute, the babies.
This year's harvest drying....
You see, when people say coffee is life is because it's true, and for us meant a time out during a difficult situation, and also a learning experience for sure, for our day doesn't start without a good cup of coffee and the memory of what it means and how grateful we must be just to have one.
Everything is better with coffee, and cake...
¡That's it folk's, see you next time!
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Wow, that's so cool that you know how to do the whole process, from harvest to cup! I am too far north for coffee trees to grow here or I would probably try it too. I'm glad you are no longer cut off from your coffee fix! :)
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No! I hope not to have to go through that again, it's horrible, a cup of coffee is like a warm hug haha, who donesn't love those? 💕
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Hola amiga, tu publicación es muy interesante y llena de anécdotas, me identifico con algunas de las cosas que mencionas y si considero que debemos valorar todo, desde esa taza de café de la mañana que en algún momento fue difícil conseguir. Saludos y buenos deseos para ti.
Hola! Si vale, fueron momentos duros pero repletos de aprendizaje para todos. Nunca me olvidaré de eso jeje por ello es que estoy tratando de replicar el proceso y compartirlo, y sobre todo para volver a probar del café de mi patio jeje.
Igualmente para ti amigo, un abrazo.
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Hello @rebeysa85, how awesome it must be to have a coffee tree in your backyard😁
I've heard such great things about coffee in Paris, that I'm looking forward to experiencing it personally one day:)
Hehe I was to young to really appreciate it but it was an experience for sure. I got to see people in the bakery's sitting with their coffee, bread and marmalade and the newspaper, quite a picture.
You have your own coffee plant Rebeca! How cool is that, now you need to save some for me so I can taste :)
Sii hahaha it's awesome, I hope I get to harvest more this year, and for sure I'll save you some, and a seedling, and I'll call it Ed 😃
Oh a seedling called Ed, jeje how sweet of you Rebeca 💙
Hahaha yes yes, I'm sweet I know haha
I would love to try that coffee😄.
Wow, I had no idea harvesting your own cup was so tedious. no wonder some coffee beans cost so much. Like the blue mountain coffee from Jamaica. I bet the coffee roasted yourself tasted so great though right? Tough times sure do give some memorable experiences.
"One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak."