exotic smouldering passions
crowd on a romantic tropical night,
become a delightful duet.
the story begins
the depths of an agitated state
a state of euphoria, excitement.
the secret of
becoming one of
a mind experimented
This is a piece derived by erasing words from a story given on Whiteout Wednesdays. Try it out. It’s fun….
Coffee was always an exotic drink and so it remains today. Smouldering passions crowd television commercials over cup after cup of rich, dark coffee, sipped wistfully on a dusty desert train journey, or savoured aboard a yacht on a romantic tropical night, until a solo cup becomes a delightful duet.
Today, the aroma and taste of a cup of coffee are enjoyed the world over, though the story of coffee begins in East Africa.
Legend has it that in the depths of the Abyssinia, today’s Ethiopia, sometime around the middle of the ninth century, there lived a sober goatherd called Khaldi. one day his normally lethargic goats pranced home in an agitated state. Curious at their antics, he followed them and discovered that they had been nibbling the red berries of an evergreen tree.
Khaldi decided to try some himself and was soon in a state of euphoria. In his excitement, he dashed off to broadcast his find and soon came upon an elderly Moslem mullah, who was depressed by his tendency to nod off during prayers.
Khaldi let him into the secret of the red berries and coffee took its first step towards becoming one of mankind’s favourite pick-me-ups.
Being of a more academic frame of mind than the goatherd, the mullah experimented with the berries and eventually hit on the idea of boiling them, turning the raw fruit of the coffee tree into a fragrant and delicious beverage.