The secret ingredient- coffee tales
He heaped the best Colombian
Coffee powder into the tiny percolator
Looking rather lost among
A range of discarded coffee makers
Abandoned in his quest
To regain coffee,his mother made
Almost two years
Since he had first bagged the prestigious US project
He adjusted, delighted in most things here
Freedoms, processes, conveniences, opportunities
The wide open, natural spaces, infrastructure
Everything,except the coffee
After struggling with thin, lukewarm bitter liquid
Artificial non-dairy creamers
That passed for coffee
He had begun experimenting
At home with different coffee makers
He soon discovered the cappuccino,
Mocha, expresso, latte ,the french press, Turkish coffee
And thankfully, a local Starbucks
For his daily caffeine fix
But his Amma's filter coffee
Remained elusive
She had even sent him her own powder
And a 110 volt ready percolator
A product specifically made
For the NRI market
Through his cousin
And yet , the coffee didn't taste the same
Coffee, milk , sugar in proportion
He mused exasperated
What else did his mother add to his coffee?
--shubha
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