Okay, I miss Cavite and long to spend holiday season there. Don't get me wrong, I love my small family here but Christmas is really different and special back home. Maybe it's the atmosphere. It's more vibrant, alive and full of excitement.
Anyway, as I go through this longing--I turn to drinking! nope not the hard one but the more intense and souvenir-pack coffee.Oh, how I love the kapeng barako kind with a bit of "pardo" or muscavado. I remember during our summer vacation in our grandfather's, one of us(his ton of grandchildren) has to prepare his coffee minutes before he arrive from the farm. This was done over the firewood stove using a blackened casserole filled with water and as it boil two spoonful of coffee were poured into it. The scent of the brewing coffee filled our afternoon.Back to our own home--we used to drink instant coffee using the small Nescafé jars and breakfast wouldn't be complete without pandesal dipped in coffee.
I still have a month supply of kapeng barako--good for this rainy days. I just hope that I won't end up in K.B.A.(kapeng barako anonymous) before the holidays!!
By the way how do you like your coffee?