Making coffee

You know that Wolfie might be a talented barista, but it seems that I might actually be, to my great surprise, a skilled coffee maker. I made the drinks this morning for my colleagues and I, and one, instead of tea, asked for coffee. She told me later that the cup I had prepared was quite good, enough for her to mention it and to ask me how I did it. It was just instant coffee, lots of it, and a bit of milk. Like when, in another life, I used to make it for myself when I was drinking coffee just to stay alert. I found out that I hated the taste and the effect, so I stopped, but apparently, I know how to make a good strong coffee. Go figure.