Qin Zhelang asked her with a smile: "Do you know the romantic story behind it?"
Yao Xiaojing shook her head lightly. She rarely drank coffee.
Qin Zhelang stroked the handle of the mug, and his thoughts gradually drifted away. He recalled: "The first time I drank Irish coffee was in a street cafe in Cambridge. At that time, I was an
Poor student. I remember it was raining cold that day and I was freezing. I casually walked into this cafe with only a few dozen dollars in my pocket, preparing to go inside.
I took a nap while waiting to go to the next student's home to make up lessons. The booths in the cafe were very expensive, so I could only sit on the stool in front of the bar, preparing to order a cup of hot water and wait until it was time to leave, but damn, there was no supply of what I needed.
Later, the waiter at the bar recommended me a cup of Irish coffee, which was not expensive and met my requirements."
Yao Xiaojing's attention was drawn to the story he told, and she listened carefully.
Qin Zhelang smiled and continued: "I'm not as lucky as you. Someone will remind me to drink it while it's hot and not to stir it. I'm used to mixing coffee with a spoon before drinking it. That day was no exception.
, under the strange look from the waiter, I raised my head and drank the whole glass of liquid in one gulp."
Yao Xiaojing imagined what he looked like at that time, and couldn't help showing the dimples on her cheeks and smiling slightly.
Qin Zhelang also smiled, lightly, like the spring breeze.
"Wow... I was so burned that I jumped back and forth in the cafe... I never thought that such hot liquid could be hidden under the cold cream. After I covered my mouth, I felt like I was alive again.
, but my body is strangely filled with a warm feeling. I no longer feel cold, and I no longer tremble all over. Looking at the cold rain in New York, for the first time, I feel that it is not as annoying as I imagined..."
Yao Xiaojing picked up the cup, stared at the dark brown liquid inside and said, "Teacher Qin, I still can't see the romance in it... From your story, I only heard that it has the effect of dispelling wind and dehumidification..."
Qin Zhelang was startled when he heard the sound, then he laughed...
"It's not me who's romantic, but the story behind Irish coffee."
"Oh?" She was really curious.
Qin Zhelang tapped the coffee tray with his slender fingers and began to tell in a quiet tone: "The inventor of Irish coffee was a bartender at Dublin Airport. Because planes crossing the Atlantic often refuel at this airport, passengers like to drink a cup of Irish coffee when they get off the plane and rest.
coffee, so it spreads along with the flight
Traveling all over the world. At first, the bartender met a beautiful stewardess at Dublin Airport and fell in love at first sight. The bartender liked her very much. He thought she was just like Irish whiskey, rich and mellow. But every time she came to the bar, she always
I order different coffees according to my mood and never order a cocktail. This wine person
Paul was good at making cocktails, and he really wanted her to drink a cocktail he made for her. Later, he finally thought of a way to combine the Irish whiskey that he thought looked like a girl with coffee to create a new drink. Then
Name it Irish Coffee and add it to the Menu. I hope you can
The girl could have discovered it. Unfortunately, the girl was not a careful person, so she never discovered the Irish coffee. The bartender never reminded her, he just did his job at the bar and looked forward to the girl coming every once in a while.
.Then she finally discovered Irish coffee and ordered it."
Yao Xiaojing thought Happy was over. Unexpectedly, Qin Zhelang asked her with complicated emotions: "Do you know how long it took from the time the bartender invented Irish coffee to the time the girl ordered Irish coffee?"
Yao Xiaojing shook his head.
"A whole year." He actually spent a tenth of his life in order to let his unrequited sweetheart discover his true feelings.
"When he made Irish coffee for her for the first time, he shed tears because of his excitement. And because he was afraid of being seen by her, he wiped away the tears with his fingers, and then secretly drew a circle on the rim of the Irish coffee cup with his tears. So.
The first sip of Irish coffee tasted like the fermentation of longing that had been suppressed for a long time. And she became the first customer to order Irish coffee. That
A stewardess liked Irish coffee very much and would order a cup of Irish coffee whenever she stayed at Dublin Airport. Over time, the two of them became very familiar with each other. The stewardess would tell him interesting things about the world, and the bartender taught her how to make Irish coffee.
Until one day, she decided not to be a flight attendant and told him about Farewell, and their story ended."
Yao Xiaojing murmured: "Farewell? Farewell, I won't see you again."
"Yes, it's not the same as Goodbye. The last time he made Irish coffee for her, he just asked her: Want some tear drops? Because he still hoped that she could experience the fermented taste of longing. After the flight attendant returned home to San Francisco
, one day she suddenly wanted to drink Irish coffee, but she searched all the cafes and couldn't find it. Later she learned that Irish coffee was created by the bartender just for her, but she still didn't understand why the bartender asked her: "Want some tear drops"
?”
"What happened next?" She felt a little painful in her heart again, deeply regretting this hopeless love and the bartender's persistence.
"Not long after, she opened a coffee shop and started selling Irish coffee. Gradually, Irish coffee began to become popular in San Francisco. This is why Irish coffee first appeared in Dublin, Ireland, but became popular in San Francisco."
"Aren't they together? Didn't the stewardess understand what he meant?"
Qin Zhelang nodded regretfully and admitted: "Yes, there are too many things that have been missed in this world. Only with regrets can there be memories, and only with imperfections can there be cherishment... Xiaojing, for them, the process is
It’s the most beautiful place.”
Yao Xiaojing lowered her eyes thoughtfully and thought for a while before asking: "Teacher Qin, I also want to know why no one ordered Irish coffee for a whole year?"
Qin Zhelang looked at her delicate face with burning eyes: "Because the bartender made a double coffee list, only the coffee list given to the stewardess when ordering coffee had Irish coffee on it, but not on the other coffee lists, so the others
Customers can’t order Irish coffee.”
"Oh...that's it..." She sighed sadly, and when she picked up the cup in her hand again, there was something different in her eyes...