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There is a kind of coffee that is always classic and fashionable, no matter how long it takes.

Published: 2025-12-08 Author: World Gafei

Last Updated: 2025/12/08, Professional barista communication please follow the coffee workshop (Wechat official account cafe_style) Hi, long time no see. The familiar shadow poked its head through the door. Long time no see. How are you? I looked at him in surprise. It must have been almost a year since we last saw each other. It's not bad. I've changed jobs. He sat down easily, and I went up and poured him a glass of water. Have you changed jobs? How

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"Hi, long time no see." The familiar shadow poked its head through the door.

"long time no see. How have you been?" I looked at him in surprise. It must have been almost a year since we last saw each other.

"it's not bad. I've changed jobs." He sat down easily, and I went up and poured him a glass of water.

"have you changed jobs? How could that be? Isn't it well done? " I was a little confused. I had the impression that he was the main bar player in another coffee shop, whether the boss's evaluation of him or his salary was above the level.

"I just think it should be a little fresh." He looked down at the menu, and I didn't mention anything.

"A glass of Tansania, please." With that, he left the menu, and I hurried into the bar to make coffee. As we waited for the siphon stove to slowly lift the water and coffee powder up, he and I leaned against the bar, staring at every second of the coffee, waiting for something to change.

"it's beautiful, isn't it?" I looked at the coffee and said to him.

"fortunately, I can't feel it after watching it many times." His tone sounded calm.

"will you? In fact, if you look carefully, your coffee tastes different every time. "

"No, I'm not. If I cook so many cups every day, I'm already numb."

That day, before closing the shop, I sat at the bar and looked at the siphon stove on the table. I asked myself if I felt tired about them. I smiled and thought, how could I be tired? On the contrary, thanks to these siphon stoves, with them, there is me, the barista without utensils, like a magician without a hat. I stood up and wanted to take out my notepad from the drawer to arrange tomorrow's itinerary, but what I touched was not a notebook, but an iron implement. I saw that it was a hiking stove that had just opened a shop to make coffee. On a whim, I filled it with gas and made a cup of nostalgic coffee.

There is a kind of coffee that is always classic and fashionable no matter how long it takes.