I have become a bit of a blog junkie lately. It turns out that everybody that adopts blogs, and they all link to other adoption blogs. I will stumble across one of these and then lose myself for hours linking between blogs. I don’t even know most the people I blog-stalk. And I almost always cry at their stories.
I’ve recently read about several families’ trips to Ethiopia. And they all involve coffee. Ethiopians LOVE coffee. They brag about their coffee. They drink it all day long. They have coffee ceremonies. It’s a huge deal there. Which is a probem for me because I. Hate. Coffee. I’m very picky about what I drink. It’s pretty much water, milk, and lemonade…oh and wine, tequila, and the occasional beer. Notice the complete absence of caffeine. I don’t like the taste of coffee, I don’t like the smell, I don’t like the way my mouth feels afterwards. It’s considered rude and disrespectful not to participate in these ceremonies. What to do, what to do?
I figure I have awhile to ease myself into the not-hating-coffee space. Not sure I’ll ever get to the liking coffee space. Any suggestions on how to start (my nose is scrunched as I type)? It’s not even good for you…I’m asking you how to start a bad habit. Sigh.
PS. Don’t even get me started on onions. They’re not as loved as coffee, but they’re used in nearly all dishes and I really really hate onions.
PPS. Like my blog facelift?