In a recent sharing that I had with some friends, they surprised me with a good coffee, that day we met several people that we met through hive, our friendship was growing little by little through the support we gave each other in our posts and the comments we left in them, until one day we coincided in an event, repeating several times.
This day we wanted to share in a different way, the only purpose was to get to know each other better and have a nice time, it had been planned to bring some things to share, but no one talked about bringing coffee and after eating some things, Mrs. 
I admire people who use to bring coffee anywhere, because they are generous in wanting to share their coffee, they seem so kind to me, now that I think about it 🤔 I don't know if I perceive them kind for offering me coffee or it's that it's their true essence. 😆
I noticed that while drinking coffee we got closer and talked about more personal things. Drinking coffee is something so magical that we do it in different stages of life, for example in happy moments, to meet someone in love 🥰, to toast at the time of having a visit, in business meetings, conferences and learning talks, in meetings with friends, also in sad moments at the time of a farewell, wakes, and in almost all the important moments of our life.
That day our coffee was the typical coffee we make at home, brewed with busaca and light brown, neither too strong nor watered down. This is the coffee we drink in the afternoon with a snack if there is one, if not alone it is also good, but that day we had a snack, we accompanied it with some squares of bread cake. Everything was delicious, the coffee was hot as if it had just been made.
As an anecdote, while we were having coffee, Mr. 