The culprit of the story:
I, for one, don’t care so much for the coffee cup. Yes of course a nice cup does add some charm and a comfy feeling. But what I’m pickier about is how the coffee is made.
Besides coffee the only thing I drink is water. So yes … not saying I will refuse a cup if it’s not made my way but I look on them a bit derogative. Coffee from a machine, a bag, the ones served in a bar, etc. all fall under the same category for me – wannabe coffee. Turkish way is the only true way for me.
Though there are some variations on how to make it (especially if you move further down south) I just stick to my grandmother’s recipe. And sure, my copper cezve is a decoration now … but the feel, the smell and taste of a good cup of coffee … There is nothing like it. Like the world stops for a while and takes a break.
I think I need a new yunky cup. Maybe it's time I make it.