The Morning My Coffee Taught Me Patience
Last tuesday morning started like any other: half-awake, fumbling for the kettle, excited to try a new bag of beans. It was a bright, citrusy roast—one of those coffees that practically promises to transform your morning. But then everything fell apart. I ground the beans too fine (rookie mistake), poured the water too fast, and completely botched the timing. The result? A cup that was bitter, over-extracted, and nowhere near the perfection I had envisioned. Frustrated, I nearly dumped it out. But instead, I took a sip. Surprisingly, it wasn’t terrible. Sure, it wasn’t the best cup I’ve ever made, but it was still coffee—warm, familiar, and comforting. As I sat there, I realized how much pressure I’d put on this one cup to be flawless. For what? The real joy of coffee isn’t about nailing the perfect brew—it’s in the ritual, the pause, the moment you take for yourself. That botched cup reminded me to slow down and let go of control. Not every detail needs to be perfect. Sometimes, life (and coffee) is better when you stop trying so hard. So, here’s my question to you: When was the last time your coffee surprised you? Cheers to the imperfect brew, |
