Welcome to Coffee Conversation Central, a curation compilation of comments from our recent Coffee Conversation event that was held here at Cinnamon Cup Coffee, to boost interaction amongst authors.
A fun topic was presented, to get authors thinking about their favourite elixir of life - coffee.
Is coffee in your blood or did someone have to introduce you to its wonders?
@simplifylife says coffee is definitely not in my bloodImage created using Nightcafe AI
My dad and my sister do occasionally like to drink some instant coffee, however, I was the first in the family to try out and fall in love with "proper" coffee - beans and grinding and steaming the milk and everything. It was I who introduced proper coffee to the family.
@jakim7 says I could not write without the ink of coffee circulating in me.Coffee has been part of the DNA of my family tree since time immemorial, I have Spanish-Canarian ancestry. Just like the coffee plant, everything that has to do with coffee is a deep-rooted family tradition that we have cultivated in all circumstances of life; a cup of coffee has always been our catalyst.
@chaodietas says I can tell you that coffee runs in my blood thanks to a transfusionOriginally in my blood ran the delicate and subtle aroma of jasmine tea and the strong astringency of black tea. Genetically I have tea running through my veins, I am an Asian descendant with influences of English habits. No doubt one cannot deny one's roots but with time multiculturalism is part of some habits and my taste for coffee was born out of love.
@coquicoin says I have coffee in my blood, no doubt about it
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My parents' ritual of a cup of coffee after each meal has been in my memory for as long as I can remember. They used to drink it black, not too strong, and without sugar. That's how I usually drink my coffee every day. Of course, when I was a little child I was not allowed to participate in that ritual, hehe.
@mdosev says I cannot tell that someone exactly introduced me to the wonders of the coffeeCoffee was at our home since I can remember in the form of Moka pot and a bit later my father bought an espresso machine. This means that it was in my blood and in my way of living like ever. Sadly, I don’t have any photos from this period of time. I think later coffee become part of my blood even stronger when I started buying and experimenting with weird coffee gear and some more special beans.
@chacald-dcymt says coffee is in my blood, in my family we are all coffee loversImage made by me with Midjourney from a drawing by 
Coffee runs through my veins, since my great grandmother of Colombian origin used to assemble a pot of water and add the coffee to make it thicker, then she strained it and its flavor was unique. Then my grandmother, who was raised in Venezuela, had customs from both countries and prepared the most delicious coffee in the world. She taught my mother and she taught me. And now I am a coffee lover.
@rosahidalgo says coffee in my life and in my bloodI think it is to be accompanied, this cookie is allowed to be accompanied by a good cup of coffee, the afternoon and my cat. It works this way in a perfect chemistry, in combination with a rich dessert and my beautiful cat, to take it is the permission to my pleasure and to reach my bloodstream if I consume it, it will soon reach my blood.
@gabrieladifazio says drinking coffee, a tradition that grows with usIn my country it is usual that we are given coffee from a very early age in the version of coffee with milk and guarapo, both providing a wonderful balance that helps first-timers to begin to appreciate this magical brew. That is why instead of saying that it is in my blood, I would actually say that it is the result of a national tradition and culture with which we Venezuelans identify ourselves.
@numa26 says my addiction to this nectar, with roasted aroma, comes from my parentsMy old man used to tell my mother: "Carmen, you know, my coffee is the first one that comes out of the strainer, black and without sugar". That's how I learned to savor that very special coffee. Today, after my morning grooming, I delight myself with the most delicious coffee anywhere in the world. I confess that when I arrived in Buenos Aires, I thought I was not going to get a good coffee, but it was not so.
This initiative turned out to be a fun and productive event for the community, as the authors showed a considerable amount of pride and effort in sharing their thoughts.
We are pleased that the authors took the time to participate, as engagement is one guaranteed way of building relationships on the Blockchain.
A massive thank you to everyone who got involved.
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