Coffee is important in my house. I would venture to guess that if we had to get along without it, we would become quite grumpy. Pondering on this made me wonder–who was the first person to see some weird looking berry thing, find a brown thing inside and think, “I’m going to roast this then pour hot water over it and drink whatever happens”?
So, it probably didn’t really happen like that and I’m not sure anyone knows who really discovered coffee or its benefits, but the most popular (and fun) legend I could find was about a goat herder named Kaldi. As the story goes, Kaldi lived in Ethiopia around 800 AD. One day he was out with his herd of goats and noticed they were behaving somewhat strangely. Energized and excited goats are obviously a mysterious site, so he examined what they were eating. To Kaldi, it looked like red berries growing on a small tree.
The monks didn’t take well to his story. They called it “the work of the devil” and threw the berries into the fire. But wait – what was that wonderful aroma coming from the fire? They raked the berries out of the fire finding they now easily crushed into fine pieces. The pieces were placed into a jug and covered with hot water for preservation, thinking perhaps they could study them more later.
What’s your opinion? Do you drink coffee? Do you like coffee? (Those two questions don’t necessarily go together). And wouldn’t you love to see Kaldi’s goats on their coffee high?
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