My interest in coffee started subconsciously through my mother preferences to regularly drink coffee 3 cups a day. As far as I remember, my initial encounter was way back in my first year of university. Do not want to rambling about the academic lyfe but sure this caffeinated liquid was such a booze which later has become more of a ritual rather than a necessity.
It is five years from that initial time and coffee has particular portion of my life’s pie chart. Wherever I go, ‘best coffee in town’ were keywords I cherished the most on my search engine. When I travel, I often choose coffee shops over tourist landmark or shopping mall, stacking a dozen of Indocafe Coffeemix coffee powder (this is the moment you’d realize that I am not a coffee-snob, yet) in which some times Aero Press is still uninstant enough. I actually began to learn, analyze, and be profound about her. To actually taking certified course and talking to about her. And by the way, yes, it is a she.
November 5th, 2016.
After a long day, in the middle of Tokyo’s rushness I was rushing my steps through a Saturday-night-crowd in Shibuya, bumped to people here and there. At 07.37 p.m, I found it, a cornered small coffee space with a small wooden bench outside, the #1 recommendation in Tokyo’s coffeersation; About Life Coffee Brewers. Not like other top-rank coffe shop, it is minimalist, unpretentious, has no fancy interior hung with coffee-related mural art and quotes about how coffee-person people are. People are genuinely here for coffee, most people will take their coffee to-go but I took a moment sitting on its bench and look around. I ordered a filter drip coffee with Burundi Kibingo and told the barista that I like her bitter.
I am not a Q grader nor a coffee-snob but one thing I know is I enjoy the coffee, there is something complex which made me realize how far I am in understanding her. Such a perfect drink to get adrenaline rush after rushing in the city full of rush-a-rush.
NAKA NAI 