A close family member (no, not my son) actually has a coffee niche in his home. There in the corner of his family room is something of a sanctuary resembling an altar. No kidding. Arranged on a coffee stand is an elegant coffee pot, an espresso maker, a coffee grinder, and an assortment of utensils, cups and filters.
No, he doesn’t worship Goddess Java. Perish the thought. Only as a joke do I refer to his niche as an altar. The clock on the wall over the coffee stand testifies otherwise. He has displayed a gaudy, eye-catching neon clock with a 1950s logo “Coffee 5 cents a cup.”
More to the point, his passion for coffee has made him something of a coffee aficionado.
I usually take a moment to bait him a little when we get together. He takes the bait like a good sport. For both our sakes, he possesses a healthy sense of humor unlike the grouchy demeanor of some other family members. He can take a ribbing and come back kidding.
“So, coffee is a food group, right?” He can see my tease coming a mile off.
“Well, not exactly,” he responds. “But it should be.” I threw down the gauntlet and he accepted my challenge. That his response is even half-serious eggs me on. From here on it is tit for tat.
“Now be honest,” I chide him, “does the coffee industry target children in order to expand their market share? Sorta like the tobacco industry? They had their Joe Camel. Does the coffee industry have their burrow named Juan Pepito? That would hook the kids, wouldn’t it?”
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