You can look at a persons eyes. But it’s the person that has to allow you into those pupils: containers of memory. On a day chillier than a Miami normal, he came into the back courtyard of Maker Space for coffee It was his first time having this kind of Kaapi – South Indian coffee – and out of a 1977 vintage Fiat exported from Italy.
I saw him – right into his container of memory as he took his first time sip of this. I was grateful for the immediate access. Then he spoke.
“I’m from Haiti. My parents picked cotton and coffee.”
Bro! I didn’t say that. I kept it cool. ‘Really, tell me about that.’
They picked. But most, the good was exported.
“How is this? It’s good. A little sweet. I like it usually not too sweet but I like it, it is good.”
Then I said, “bruh in my heart, followed by ‘It is good.’”
It is good.
Coffee Shoo: Ministry of Kaapi, PopUp
Location: Miami, Florida