The sunrise asked me to rescue an old friend living in a hut full of sunflowers down the hill. He welcomed me with a stalk of sunflower. That silly old friend name Hodaka offered some cookies and slices of cake.
He then asked me, "Do you want some coffee, tea or hot chocolate? Which one?"
Quickly I replied, "Can I have some coffee of different type, please?"
"Alright!"
After few minutes, he came up with six cups of coffee of different version.
"How much do you love coffee? Why can't you just stick with only one instead of sipping different taste? Does it soothe your throat anyway?"
"Shhh! Just let me steal the smoke and and let me memorize every detail of each cup."
"How could you smell them all? Could you just mix the six flavors of coffee, then you can have a luxurious drink? Hurry up then leave!"
"Forgive me, Hodaka for I cannot bear to drink those. Simply taking a long sniff to its aroma relieves evey crack of my soul. All my life, I've been ignoring a sip of it. Such that I don't like its taste."
"How could you hate coffee without even knowing the taste of it? How could you say that its taste is gross without any proof?"
"I just love its smell but never its taste."
I am a coffee drinker before. The aroma of a brewed coffee is so inviting and irresistible but because of hyper-acidity and to put off the acid no more coffee only water. Like with you just sniff.