A Little Cafe

Deep in the jungles of Honduras, I was delighted to enjoy a cup of coffee in a small cafe.  A woman there prepared coffee just as her mother did, and her grandmother before.  This was coffee making in its most basic form, and the results were near perfection.  While she might not remember this moment, I do, and it remains one of my most memorable cups of coffee.

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