Bussiness coffee

My father recently gave me an Italian-style coffee maker like the ones we have in every Cuban home. The one we had before had broken, so to drink coffee we had to use more rustic methods, or simply buy it somewhere else.

_{The new toy}

Since we got this new coffee maker, we make coffee three, four, or even more times a day at home. Paradoxically, I've been sleeping a little better since we resumed this routine, regardless of what time I drink my coffee. I should clarify that my father and my wife are the coffee addicts. But genetically, I also have my addict's hair.

Anyway, because we make this drink so often at home, we've almost run out of coffee. Luckily, a friend suggested a small business that consists precisely of selling coffee from rural areas, that is, pure coffee without any additives or preservatives. Roasted in the field itself.

_{I think it was delicious}

Of course, I asked him to give me a sample to see how good the product he was offering me was, as I don't usually sell anything that lacks a minimum level of quality. But my real intention was to get a little bit to have this afternoon and maybe tomorrow. Don't judge me, I didn't have the money to buy coffee at the moment, and I don't like to get into debt.

Once home, I asked my father to prepare some and to serve as my judge to determine if what we had before us was a product worthy of our palate and, in my case, for business. I included myself as a judge, but I would have liked my wife to give me her opinion too, as I trust her a lot when it comes to these things. Unfortunately, she is visiting her parents (where she also has the mission of getting us more coffee).

Both my father and I liked it. In any case, I have to wait for my wife's opinion to see if I go ahead with this proposal. At least we already have fuel for the morning.

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_{English isn't my native language.Text translated with DeepL}