by Rachel Davies May 30, 2016
I never thought that the café culture in the UK would take ground like in the Latin countries, we are still a far cry from the 5.3bn coffees served in Italy but with 1.4bn, we are not considered as amateurs anymore. The Coffee shop has become a destination in itself, a second office, a meeting room. When I moved to this country, I remember going to Seattle Coffee Shop at a time where Coffee Republic was all the craze, even before you would find a Starbucks, Costa and Caffè Nero at every corner. Since then the coffee shop culture has continued to flourish, and sales have increased by 5% in 2009 despite the recession. Drinking more coffee hasn't necessarily made us better coffee connoisseurs, do you know your robusta from your arabica? Rarely am I asked what type of coffee I would like? At home, I do enjoy my Yirgacheffee Ethiopian coffee. The independent coffee shops usually offer much better and more ethically sourced coffee than the chains, although I find Caffè Nero serving a pretty decent one compared to the other two. So when the idea of giving up on coffee was instilled by one of my yoga teachers. I thought I would give it a try. I have to admit it was a struggle every day not having a coffee after lunch, an espresso with two squares of dark chocolate. It was hard not to give in and say sod it, is coffee so terrible for you? I guess not, I felt that somewhere down the line I was giving my liver a bit of rest and a holiday, but did not feel calmer and less stressed by giving coffee a miss. After giving up coffee for a month, having coffee again for breakfast was just like an explosion of all my senses. I only had to watch the coffee dripping through my red espresso machine and let the smell of fresh coffee beans feeling under the delight of drinking coffee. The majesty about it was dunking a slice of baguette layered with fresh butter in it, (yes it does sound very French, indeed) and sipped the coffee through it. I wanted to believe the anti-coffee aficionados and their alarming stake on coffee, but after giving up on cigarettes, coffee is not something I am ready to stop enjoying. I like the ritual around it too much, for breakfast with a slice of baguette layered with butter and jam, in the afternoon with a slice of dark chocolate or in the evening to finish on a special occasion meal washed down with an Armagnac, who thought that drinking coffee could bring such bliss?
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