A small ritual
We met up a few times in a co-working space to just spend some time and get to know each other. Turns out he enjoys good food too, of course you would think who wouldnât.. But itâs a certain kind of people still. At my old job they used to call me âenjoyer of lifeâ, as I chose my dinner plates with care and a good wine to accompany it.
I remember the first time we had coffee, he would sit across me and even though he didnât put sugar or anything in his coffee he would always get the spoon and give the coffee a little stir. Somehow I loved this moment and picked it up ever since.
Now whenever I would go out to enjoy a good espresso, I would give my coffee a little stir too. Like rolling the wine to let it breathe a little. I think at some point I realised itâs a small ritual. The stirring of the coffee make you prepare a little mindfully to start sipping that black gold.