I was bewitched by a coffee called Miguelon

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I was bewitched by a coffee called Miguelon

I remember the smell of coffee when I was 5 years old, that smell penetrated every sense, that aroma smelled delicious and even more, my grandmother had a good hand to prepare coffee, it was always delicious, which provoked me to try it again and again.

You woke up with the rich smell, you knew it was time to get up, get ready, have bread and coffee for breakfast and go to school; it is those times that I miss, I don't know, but they were nice despite the situation we lived in during our childhood; from time to time I go to Oriente and I remember all that, it is a nostalgia of my childhood, I was happy and I didn't know it....

While I was preparing breakfast for José and my mom this Sunday, those beautiful memories came to my mind, and I first prepared a strong black coffee for me and my mom, for José, it was Guayoyo, he is not used to drink strong coffee, he does not tolerate it... After serving them coffee, I prepared to finish the breakfast and I prepared coffee with milk, with the coffee that José brought, I had already tasted it and it is super delicious, I love its aroma and flavor.

The Miguelon ground coffee, is a Gourmet type coffee, in its 200 gr. presentation package, it is a coffee with good taste, smell and passion; I really must give merit to this publicity, because in a certain way, they are right: it has good taste, a good aroma and the passion is exaggerated... Hahaha....

José as he was working, I brought him breakfast in the room, I accompanied him and my mom had breakfast earlier than us, she didn't want to wait for us... None of them wanted to be in the pictures, they say that I harass them, they don't get used to the fact that with these posts, they can contribute to make my work more enjoyable, it's always a dilemma... And I don't like to intimidate, when they dare and agree to take pictures, I do it, when not, I'm the only one who appears, telling a story, almost wet, and there are times I prefer not to do it, I end up frustrated.

Before I finish, I want to leave you this nice composition of the Miguelon coffee... I hope you like it:

They brought you to my house, with a great pretension, that it was rich, both in taste and smell... They even told me, that you ignited passion...

I was amazed and curious as to who that coffee was and I found out that it was called Miguelon, that it was well ground and refined; that they even called it Gourmet coffee, imagine that...

Curiosity killed me, it is as they say, curiosity killed the cat, I could not resist, I was ready to try it, then I prepared all my implements and that man looked at me, when I brewed it I felt the first sparks of charm, it seemed like a spell, that traps in its aroma and smell, without even tasting it, I already loved everything about it...

When I tasted my first sip of coffee, I fell in love completely, he caught me immediately, I did not drink a single cup that day, there were two, I mean, there were three and even a cup of coffee with milk for breakfast... I do not know how he did it, but I think he cast a spell on me or he just discovered that I was a coffee lover...


SPANISH


Me hechizó un café llamado Miguelon

Recuerdo el olor de café a mis primeros 5 años, ese olor penetraba cada sentido, ese aroma se olía delicioso y aún más, mi abuela tenía una buena mano para preparar café, siempre le quedaban deliciosos, lo que provocaba probarlo una y otra vez.

Uno despertaba con el rico olor, ya sabía que era hora de levantarse, prepararse, desayunar pan con café e irse al colegio; son esos tiempos que añoro, no lo sé, pero eran lindos a pesar de la situación en que vivíamos en la niñez; de vez en cuando voy a Oriente me recuerdo de todo ello, es una nostalgia de mi niñez, era feliz y no lo sabía…

Mientras le preparaba el desayuno a José y a mi mamá este domingo, se me vino en mente esos lindos recuerdos, y les preparé primero un café negrito bien cargado para mí y mi mamá, para José, fue Guayoyo, no acostumbra a beber café fuerte, no lo tolera… Luego de servirles el café, me dispuse a terminar el desayuno y les preparé café con leche, con el café que trajo José, ya lo había probado y es súper delicioso, me encanta su aroma y sabor.

El café molido Miguelon, es un café tipo Gourmet, en su empaque de presentación de 200 gr, tienen que es un café con buen sabor, olor y pasión; realmente debo dar mérito a esta publicidad, porque en cierta forma, tienen acierto: tiene buen sabor, un buen aroma y la pasión como que exageran… Jajaja…

José como estaba trabajando, le llevé el desayuno al cuarto, yo lo acompañé y mi mamá desayunó más temprano que nosotros, no nos quiso esperar… Ningunos quisieron salir en las fotos, dicen que los acoso, no se acostumbran a que con estos posts, puedan contribuir a hacer más ameno mi trabajo, siempre es un dilema… Y no me gusta intimidar, cuando se animan y aceptan tomarles fotos, lo hago, cuando no, solo aparezco yo, contando una historia, casi mocha, y hay veces prefiero no hacerlo, termino frustrada.

Antes de terminar, quiero dejarles esta linda composición del café Miguelon… Espero que les guste:

Te trajeron a mi casa, con una gran pretensión, que era rico, tanto de sabor y olor… Hasta me dijeron, que encendías la pasión…

Quedé extrañada y con curiosidad, de quién se trataba ese señor café y resulta que descubrí, que se llamaba Miguelon, que era bien molido y refinado; que hasta lo llamaban café Gourmet, imagínese usted…

La curiosidad me mato, es como quien dice, la curiosidad mato al gato, no me le pude resistir, me dispuse a probar, entonces preparé todo mis implementos y aquel señor se me asomo, al colarlo sentí los primeros chispazos de encanto, parecía un hechizo, que atrapa en su aroma y olor, sin siquiera probarlo, ya me encantaba todo de el…

Al saborear mi primer sorbo de café, me enamoré por completo, me atrapo enseguida, que no bebí una sola taza ese día, fueron dos, que digo, fueron tres y hasta una taza de café con leche en el desayuno… No sé cómo le hizo, pero creo que me lanzo un señor hechizo o descubrió tan solo que era amante del café…



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 Maleida Marcano/@maleidamarcano.
 The Pictures are my exclusive property, from my family album and were taken by my phone my Honor X6 Plus.


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 Maleida Marcano/@maleidamarcano.
 Las Fotografías son de mi exclusiva propiedad, de mi álbum familiar y fueron tomadas por mi teléfono mi Honor X6 Plus.

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Hehehe, first time I see this coffee, although in our country there are already all kinds of brands. Miguelón, you have to try it, whether it is strong or guayoyo.

Hello friend. I hope you are feeling well.

Hahaha... I see my friend, what a good combination and rhyme I missed.... Hehehehe...

And for sure you must try it, it's tasty, I tell you....

Thank you for stopping by, a big hug and kiss😘

Smell certainly has its own private magic, doesn't it? With the way it can trigger emotions and hidden connections you would've never guessed or remembered otherwise...it's really something. I love Miguelon's packaging, the guy seems friendly somehow. :D

Hello friend. Hope you are well.

Hahaha... I didn't know you had tried Miguelon coffee, I'm so glad....

And definitely, smell has its magic, it connects it to the neurons of the brain and then activate those beautiful memories....

Thank you for stopping by, a big hug and kiss😘

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