Daejeong, le 18 mars 2021
I’m a minority. Hear me well, I am a privileged caucasian so not a visible minority, I am heterosexual, I am not handicapped either physically or intellectually (I think).
I don’t drink coffee.
People look at me baffled. I usually respond: “My wife drinks enough for both of us” “What do you drink?” I am asked. I drink juice, a lot of juice. My refrigerator and pantry are full of orange, tangerine, white grape, red grape, pineapple, and cranberry juices. I lost the taste and need for milk some years ago. I also drink water. I like smoothies, especially strawberry smoothies. I like ade. I can drink lemon ade, tangerine ade, green tangerine ade, lemon-lime ade. Once or twice a year, some chocolate milk. I have this taste for it when I’m looking for energy, let’s say when stopping in a convenience store after pedaling 40 or 50 kilometers, up hill.
No coffee, no tea.
I have never appreciated a hot beverage. I know tea and coffee are the beverages that are the most consumed and probably savored in the world. There are so many coffee shops where I live, on Jeju-do, I could not count them. I participate in the “Sunday Caffeinated Cycle”. Every Sunday morning, a group of friends and teacher colleagues meet at 09:30 to cycle toward a different coffee shop. All then order their latte, cappuccino, americano or espresso. “Alain, what do you put in your coffee?” I was asked during the first weeks. I join the group for the ride and for the nice company, not for the coffee.
I drink juice!