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Fellow Contemporaries Wow I came across this phrase in Barista… I was impressed. Here goes another post especially dedicated to one of my hottest and sweetest thing in the world COFFEE. I grew up drinking not horlicks or boost but coffee. From what I remember I started tasting coffee at the age of 10 and the taste still remains the same. The best coffee not comes from the inside of Café coffee day or Barista but from my mom’s kitchen. I really don’t know how she does that, but from what I have tasted in my places nothing beats tat, and having said that, it remains the sole reason why I become such a coffee passionate The next tastiest coffee is from Sathyam Theatres in Chennai, the filter coffee there is by far the best which given a chance will beat the filter coffee made by mylapore mami’s .
I can take coffee anytime of the day, and if the climate is cool, make it two. Nothing like in this world than tasting the fragrance of a cup of coffee when u wake up be it early morning or after a small nap. Coffee is my major rescue operation when I land up in a headache not crocin or saridon, they come next, and the first I look upon is for a cup of coffee. Black Coffee, cha I have wasted some 13 years not tasting this one, I had an opportunity to taste this only a few months ago, and it too had the magic in it to ask for more. Its always refreshes me when the steam from the coffee mug hits my head, I love tat, I don’t know why but when the steam hits my head or the eye I always feel rejuvenated and I hate its counterpart the TEA. A coffee a day keeps me alive, a day without a coffee makes me fragile.
