My former student, a wonderful young lady name Estefania, berated me for saying that Colombian coffee sucked. Estefania comes from Colombia and she quite rightly pointed out that I am in land of Juan Valdez and Colombia has the best coffee in the world. This is true. It’s the type of coffee my wife and I purchase when in the United States. We love its nutty flavor.
The problem was that in our little corner of Neiva we never encountered any real coffee shops that served anything but nescafe. When I lived in Chile the locals always used to try and scare the gringos with stories of nescafe being made with pork blood. It’s an image I can never quite escape from when I drink nescafe. And I do drink it because, well, I’m an American and I need my coffee.
We’re now and Bogota where we’ve found plenty of coffee shops. Our B&B actually serves drip coffee (all hours of the day!).
So I apologize, Estefania (and thank you so very much for your many excellent suggestions and contacts while down here). The coffee is excellent.
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