Under my living room chair

I was thinking about the Honduras today, when I got home.
I was thinking about how it is sweet with a round creamy body.

And I liked how it has chocolate with a distinct cocoa bite at the end.


And I remembered how the bite can be bitter. 
Maybe more bitter than I would like.
But then when I give it a few moments 
I want to take another sip. 

I wonder if that is one of the differences between specialty coffees and regular coffees:
With specialty coffees even the bitter notes are better. 


And I thought about how bitterness can be welcomed sometimes.
How bitterness can be a guest at the table 
because it balances out the sweetness.


Then I thought about how the Hondo is gone.
The last bags have been sent out.
How that was the end, no matter what. 
And how I have two new varieties that are sitting under my living room chair. 
Waiting to be roasted.