During our time in Jordan, I extolled the virtues and my great appreciation for the version of Turkish coffee that is brewed in Jordan. I loved it so much that our handler, Ashraf, secured a kilo from his own neighborhood roaster for me to bring home.
Now that we are back, I have been partaking on a somewhat regular basis. It requires a little bit of work but it is deeply satisfying...sort of the ideal thing to have in the early afternoon when I have the time and don't have any meetings.
Today, Wife and I did our usual Sunday afternoon main meal. I was feeling incredibly mellow. I waxed rhapsodic about all the good things we have going on in our life. We finished dinner and I collected the trash and took it out still feeling very mellow and upbeat. A little voice/presence in the back of my mind is observing this. It is saying..."You know, this really isn't like normal behavior. You don't think it could be because you drank a big ass cup of Jordanian coffee an hour before dinner?"
Hmmm. I remember Wife's anecdotal comments about my speed of speech and enthusiasm jumping each time I had the coffee when were in Jordan. Now I'm thinking, "What is it about this coffee that causes such a different reaction from any other coffee I've ever had?" No jitters, just this long lasting, upbeat energetic feel. They add cardamon to it. I've never heard of cardamon having any psychoactive properties. Maybe there is more than cardamon? Maybe they put hashish in the coffee! Wouldn't that be different. It would explain the combination of non-jittery energy with buoyant happiness.
I doubt I'm going to find an answer to this. I just know I will be very sad when I've finished all the coffee I've brought back.