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Have a little walk, look what I have found

People in Frames: Urang Kanekes, West Java

A Walk Through a Piece of Batavia History

“Ships are safe in the harbor but that’s not what ships were built for”, once someone said. I’m not as wise as the man who made that quote but I suppose he was right. I’ve been thinking a lot about life and making decisions. Taking chances by stop worrying is a good savior from boredom kingdom. Yet, you must take a shot or have a go at something, whether you fail or succeed, just to find out that you are alive. That’s what makes you human.

Now, I’m not going to be wiser than that. I’ll stop my yapping about life here. In fact, I’m going to share what I found about a month ago when I took a little walk. Well, maybe not that little. I had to first take 3 buses to get there and mind you that I live in Jakarta, the Big Durian, the capital, the metropolis famous for its traffic jam. Even on the weekends, sadly.

So I went somewhere with Ruru, a good friend of mine whom I hadn’t see for ages even we’re living in the same city. It was completely blind trip. We didn’t plan it beforehand. I just asked if she wanted a photo hunting day and she said okay. We decided on where to go when we met that day. It passed midday by the way when we finally met in Sudirman area, Central of Jakarta. When I proposed for sunset photo shoots, she agreed. We were looking at the possible spots while we’re sipping our cold drinks. Oh my, it was a very hot day. We decided to go to Sunda Kelapa Harbor. I’ve been there for three times before but I’m a believer of: Every day is a different day. So why not pay another visit to that dusty harbor for once more? What could be worse than being sweaty and hard to breathe, hey?

Despite the fact that Jakarta Bay is polluted, Sunda Kelapa Harbor still has its own attractive sparks. It owns what remains from the past. It was already there since the 5th century during Tarumanegara Kindom governance. But as written in the history that in the 12th century Sunda Kingdom took over the harbor and they made it grew bigger in size and reputation. It harbored big wooden boats from all over the country and from overseas that included India, China, Arab, England and Portuguesa. On June 22nd 1527, Demak Sultanate led by Fatahillah attacked, claimed the harbor and changed the name to Jayakarta.

Long story short, Dutch took over it from Demak during Colonial era and rebuilt the harbor, expanded more than double sized of the canal and changed the name to Batavia. But in the 19th century the harbor’s popularity faded away because the superficial surface of the sea water made it difficult for the ships to harbor. Dutch opened the new harbor on a different area: Tanjung Priok, at the moment it is the biggest harbor in Indonesia. Sunda Kelapa remains as a historical site. (Source in Bahasa Indonesia: )

We discovered that the harbor was a little less busy than the last time I went there. Of course we could still witness those people hauled sacks of things on their back or shoulders from the boats to trucks. Some were drinking coffee from the plastic cups sold by some women, smoking the cigarettes; a few even took a bath!

What made me upset was the construction of some kind of apartments that was actually blocked the sunset view. How perfect. We were ten minutes late, anyway. We spent more than an hour for our late lunch. So apparently we missed the golden moment. That didn’t mean we didn’t like the view of the ships during sunset, though.

It’s been a nice walking. Sunda Kelapa is one of the very few historical sites left in the city. Who would know what is going to happen in the future. I hope it will still there in ten years, with the big wooden phinisi boats from Kalimantan, Sumatera or Sulawesi loading sacks of cements and sand. Just like all those centuries ago with the spices and what not. A city without historical sites to me is like a city without identity.


Between Volcanic Ashes, Rocks and Javanese Edelweiss

Indonesia is well-known for its large number of volcanoes. A lot of them are active with various activities from time to time. Semeru, Rinjani, Ijen, Sinabung, Raung, Bromo, Kelud, Merapi are to name a few. If you were born and raised or happen to live in Indonesia, you are familiar with the news of volcanic activities, major eruptions or volcanic earthquakes every now and then. You might be one of those passengers whose flight was cancelled due to the eruption the other day. You might also familiar with the photographs capturing the beautiful scenery and view of those mounts and mountains. There are about 150 volcanoes across the islands of Indonesia. It is a home of fire and ashes, indeed.

Destructive and causing big losses of lives, stock and crops or properties during the eruption, volcanoes are the part of Indonesian daily live especially for those who live in the area where they are located. But the beauty cannot be denied. I witnessed a few. One of them was Gunung Papandayan. Gunung means mount. Papandayan was seated in Garut, a town in West Java province, 75 kilometers southeast of Bandung or 216.7 kilometers from Jakarta, Indonesia’s capital city. It took me about 5 hours by public bus from Jakarta to get to Garut.


Papandayan is a stratovolcano, at 2.656 masl height, on the coordinate of 7°19′LS 107°44′BT and has some craters with active fumarole fields. You will spot lots of them on your trekking path especially if you take Camp David route, which is the most common track people choose.


My first hiking to Papandayan was back in 2013 with six other people from Jakarta. It was in April, during rainy or wet season and yes it was drizzling during our camped-night in Pondok Salada, the central camping ground in Papandayan. Later that year, I went again with different group of friends and different camping spot. Again, it was raining during the night we camped on the north-west side of Pondok Salada. It was even still foggy, cloudy and wet and drizzling in the next morning.

I found out that in Papandayan has some magnificent photogenic spots. One of the favourites was Hutan Mati (Dead Woods or Dead Valley). I didn’t know what happened in the past but there was an area that seemed like a block of woods and bushes, maybe before the last eruption. What’s left now are some black burnt tree trunks.

dead valley

after the rain

The third time I hiked Papandayan I was with another different group. This time I brought no tent. I merely relied on the 2X3 meter flysheet to make a basic bivouac for two. I shared with Edo, now my husband. Apart from the lack of feet warmers, it was not too bad. Lucky it didn’t rain when we were camping though it was the beginning of rainy season in 2014. Edo and I even made it to the edelweiss field the next morning. These flowers were so beautiful.

tarptent 1

Javanese edelweiss

My fourth visit to Papandayan was probably the most epic. I was on my own. Heading to Garut straight after work, I packed my 28 liters backpack the night before with 3X3 meter flysheet included and of course my coffee gears. Arriving at Guntur bus station in Garut in the middle of the night, I bought a bowl of chicken porridge. I was so hungry from the five hours of bus trip. After that I started a conversation with a group of seven boys near the porridge stall that I presumed was in need of transportation to Papandayan. It was great that they didn’t mind sharing the transportation with me early in the morning. However, Papandayan and Cikuray were two favourite hiking destinations in Garut. It was no trouble to share the transportation with other hikers. Usually there are hundreds of them on weekends.

I joined with this group who apparently were friends from West Jakarta. We trekked together as a bunch of happy people among hundreds other people. I sensed that we wouldn’t get great spot in Pondok Selada with the sight of a great number of hikers. I was right. It was packed at the Pondok Salada camp site! Yikes!


We finally decided to choose a spot that’s left in the woods. I started to build my bivouac and did my best to keep it stood nicely on a tilting spot. Two boys from the group helped me gathering some twigs to erect my entrance and back part of my tarp tent. Later that night my tent was getting lower and lower. Apparently the twigs were not steady enough to support the flysheet tent. If only I knew more about bush crafting *sigh*. It was pouring and pouring hard as soon as I finished built my tent. I was so thankful that it was right in time. All stuff was safe from rain inside my humble bivouac. Nothing much I could do at that time. I made a cup of coffee and munched my chocolate bread. I decided to hibernate for the rest of the day when I finished my lunch. Besides, I was lack of sleep in the night at the bus station.

my tarptent

It was midday when the rain started to pour down and the rain didn’t stop until about 10 p.m. When it finally stopped, I shouted to check if the boys were sleeping in their tents. They replied me. So we gathered outside our tents and made cups of hot chocolate, tea and coffee. We made some bowls of hot noodles soup, too. Most of us were sleeping through the afternoon and evening and starving by the time we woke up. We shared our snacks and chocolate bars. Definitely favorite night activity if I couldn’t do stargazing. Too bad I didn’t pack marshmallows.

Though it was getting tilting and looking pathetic, my tarp tent was doing all right. I didn’t have wet bottoms and survived until the next morning we pack up. One of the boys’ tents was soaked since they missed the cover at home. Not so much a great plan, hey?


Papandayan is surely a great volcano to hike with beautiful panoramic views. You can do one day trip without camping or if you decided to camp during the rainy season, make sure you pack your tent cover or waterproof flysheet. Marshmallows are optional.

The Runaway Jury, Buku yang Saya Enggan Berhenti Membacanya Sebelum Tamat

Membaca novel suspension atau detektif dan thrillers adalah kegemaran saya sejak duduk di bangku sekolah menengah pertama. Di kota kecil tempat tinggal saya dahulu ada sebuah kios persewaan buku yang menjadi langganan saya. Hampir setiap minggu saya menyewa berbagai komik Jepang, serial kocak Lupus atau petualangan Gola Gong dan tentu saja novel-novel Agatha Christie yang jumlahnya lebih dari tiga puluh judul di kios itu. Bahkan jauh sebelum era menyewa buku di kios itu, saya gemar membaca cerita kriminal yang terselip di beberapa halaman majalah mungil Intisari. Favorit saya kala itu adalah kasus pembunuhan menggunakan arsenik. Saya masih duduk di bangku sekolah dasar waktu itu. Otak naif kanak-kanak saya terpana terhadap ide kemungkinan bahwa arsenik itu eksis, nyata. Tentu saja memang racun arsenik sejak berabad-abad yang lalu ada dan digunakan dalam usaha pembunuhan. Cerita suspension dan thrillers selalu menarik bagi saya. Alur ceritanya, karakter dan sudut pandang pelaku kejahatan serta penegak hukum ataupun korban, kosakata yang beragam, misteri dan akhir cerita yang sulit diduga yang kadang memaksa saya berpikir keras membuat saya merasa bahagia. Sesederhana itu. Tapi saya juga menyukai novel dengan genre lain.

Suatu malam di jalanan Sanur, Bali kala liburan dua tahun yang lalu, saya mampir ke sebuah kios yang menjual aneka barang terutama makanan untuk membeli beberapa bungkus cemilan. Tiba-tiba mata saya tertuju pada sebuah sudut toko di mana terdapat rak kaca dengan tumpukan buku bekas di atasnya. Jemari dan mata saya kemudian dengan semangat memilah dan memilih berbagai judul serta membaca ringkasan cerita di sampul belakang. Pilihan saya jatuh ke sebuah novel bersampul warna cokelat yang sudah agak kusam. The Runaway Jury versi Bahasa Inggris karya John Grisham, salah satu penulis yang piawai meramu kisah thrillers, secara khusus merupakan legal thrillers, yaitu cerita thrillers yang berlatar belakang dunia hukum. John Grisham adalah penulis Amerika yang juga berprofesi sebagai pengacara dan politikus.

Jika di karya lainnya Grisham menulis dari sudut pandang pengacara, di sini ia merangkai cerita dari sudut pandang juri persidangan. Grisham mengisahkan sekelompok orang yang berada di tengah badai kasus hukum bernilai multi jutaan dollar sebagai juri persidangan. Mereka adalah dua belas laki-laki dan perempuan yang telah dipilih, diinvestigasi, dipantau, dimanipulasi dan diancam oleh para pengacara serta konsultan yang dibayar mahal dan penuh tekad untuk berusaha memenangkan kasus tersebut. Kasus hukum ini berawal dari gugatan seorang janda terhadap sebuah perusahaan tembakau raksasa di Biloxi, Mississippi, Amerika Serikat. Wanita ini beranggapan bahwa suaminya meninggal akibat kanker paru-paru setelah selama tiga puluh tahun merokok produk rokok perusahaan tersebut.

Satu dari dua belas juri tersebut adalah tokoh sentral dalam novel ini. Ia adalah juri No. 2 dan dikenal dengan nama Nick Easter. Ia menyadari bahwa juri memegang peranan penting dalam pengambilan putusan dalam kasus hukum. Ia berhadapan dengan para pengacara dari dua kubu yang berseteru yang hanya berminat terhadap besarnya uang yang akan mereka dapatkan dari kasus ini serta menyelamatkan karir mereka. Kedua pihak pengacara ini beranggapan bahwa mereka sudah mengambil langkah yang tepat dengan memilih juri yang mayoritas adalah laki-laki kulit putih dari kelas menengah.

Para juri ini terasing dari dunia luar dan jauh dari orang-orang terdekat. Mereka harus hidup bersama-sama selama berminggu-minggu sampai ketika mereka membuat putusan akhir di ruang sidang. Hal ini juga dibumbui oleh intrik para pengacara. Lalu, seorang wanita di luar lingkungan persidangan dengan identitas misterius secara terpisah mengklaim pada para pengacara ini bahwa ia dapat mewujudkan kemenangan di pihak pengacara yang mau membayarnya. Di lain pihak, di balik ruang sidang, Nick Easter tampak mengendalikan jajaran juri untuk mengambil keputusan dalam situasi yang menegangkan.

Saya secara harfiah sangat sulit berhenti membaca novel ini. Saya dibawa Grisham duduk di ruang persidangan atau kamar tempat para juri beristirahat. Meski di beberapa bagian ada kesan lambat dan bertele-tele, namun intensitas cerita Grisham membuat novel ini seperti nyata. Mungkin juga kasus serupa ini memang terjadi dalam dunia nyata di Amerika sana, siapa yang tahu? Yang jelas, lima ratus lima puluh satu halaman itu saya selesaikan dalam waktu dua hari and I felt thrilled indeed! Sama seperti ketika saya menikmati The Firm atau The Street Lawyer. Kembali ke soal The Runaway Jury, bagaimana akhir kisah para juri persidangan itu? Tidak akan saya bahas di sini. Resensi yang membahas akhir cerita tidak keren, ah.

Judul : The Runaway Jury
Penerbit : John Grisham
Penerbit : Dell Publishing
Tahun terbit : 1997
Jumlah halaman : 550 hal.
Tipe : softcover
No. ISBN : 0-440-22147-1
Dimensi : 17,4 x 10,4 x 4 cm
Genre/kategori : legal thriller
Bahasa : Inggris, English

pic.front coverTRJ

Rinjani, a Beauty on the East Side of Indonesia

It has been a while since the last time I wrote. Here I will share some of the very little I could capture with my Nikon D5100 camera. More were in my memory. It was December 2014, just a few days before New Year’s Eve. Me and Edo, now my husband, were in the 7 days journey to Mt Rinjani, an active volcano in Lombok Island, Indonesia. We spent four days to trek the National Park starting from Sembalun post to Senaru. It began with two us were being sick and Edo was hospitalized for two days before we carried on with our trekking plan. Mt Rinjani, 3.726 masl, is the second highest volcano in Indonesia. Well known for its caldera Danau Segara Anak, this volcano has become one of the largest attractions in the country. You should see its beauty for yourself.

Rinjani 1      Rinjani 2    Rinjani 3            Rinjani 4Rinjani 5     Rinjani 6

Hari Kopi Internasional: Sebuah Perayaan Sederhana Saya

Tepat setahun yang lalu saya menjejakkan kaki untuk pertamakalinya di tanah Serambi Mekah: Nangroe Aceh Darussalam. Berarti tepat setahun saya merayakan era pencerahan kopi yang saya syukuri sampai sekarang. Di Aceh untuk pertamakalinya saya mencecap keajaiban rasa cinta pertama saya: Gayo Arabica. Single origin yang satu ini adalah varian kopi yang ternama baik di pasar domestik maupun internasional dan merupakan specialty coffee yang menjadi komoditas unggulan kabupaten beribukota Takengon ini.

Hari ini, 29 September 2014 adalah Hari Kopi Internasional. Saya merayakannya dengan meluangkan waktu di Jalan Sriwedari Ubud, Bali. Ada sebuah studio kopi bernama Seniman Café yang sudah banyak dikenal oleh pengunjung Pulau Dewata khususnya para pecinta kopi. Yang saya suka dari kedai kopi yang satu ini adalah karena saya merasakan atmosfir ke-artsy-an begitu saya memasuki kedai. Bukan hanya desain interior ruangan saja, tapi juga detail gelas dan botol saji, lalu nampan dan keseluruhan penyajian begitu artistik dan memanjakan mata saya. Pilihan tempat duduk lalu jatuh pada bar di mana saya bisa menikmati proses seduh yang dilakukan oleh para barista dengan lebih dekat. Lebih puas, gitu. Sambil ngobrol sama baristanya juga bisa.

Untuk merayakan setahun saya mengenal kopi Gayo dan karena saya sangat menyukai teknik seduh manual, maka saya order kopi Sumatera Gayo dengan teknik seduh pourover. It is a really nice way to celebrate a special day, don’t you think? Ah, tiba-tiba saya merasa agak sentimentil dan merindukan Aceh.

Lalu saya juga memesan Ethiopian Kochere, lagi-lagi dengan teknik seduh manual. Kali ini saya minta mbok barista Komang menggunakan syphon untuk lebih memaksimalkan saya dalam menikmati light profile dari kopi ini. Fruity flavor yang menjadi highlight dari kopi ini sangat memanjakan lidah saya sejak sesapan pertama. Love it so much.

Let us raise our cups! Happy International Coffee Day, everybody.


From Bean to Cup

Think about green beans. Think about a cup of decent -if not- beautiful coffee. It takes months from a living plant, the red cherry fruits, green beans, roasted beans then coffee ground, transform to a cup of coffee. That was the process that had to get through by Budiman Rusly, Farid Tri Dewanto and Donny Faddylah Setiawan of Red Cherry Blossom Roaster Company, a small batch roaster –or coffee lab- that’s what they call themselves at the moment. Located in Cipete Raya, South Jakarta, they consistently provide good quality roasted Arabica Coffee. They have been dedicating their hours and days for their passion in coffee roasting. Started in October 2013, these three young fellows has been researching and proceeding every step needed to choose the farm, buy the green beans, store, treat, roast and grind the beans, even serve their best coffee product as a beverage yet educate people.

I was lucky enough to get the privilege of being a witness of the coffee roasting process at Red Cherry Blossom. On Saturday, August 16th 2014 I visited it with two other guys who were eager to see the roasting process, too. One of them was Ugie, my uni mate back in Malang years a go.

At around 9.45 Budiman started the sharing session. He told us details about coffee production. These guys at Red Cherry Blossom chose the coffee plantation and farmers by visiting them directly, whenever possible. In this case, they were also looking at the plantation with shed ground as a factor that will enrich the coffee quality. The process of drying, washing and storing the green beans by the farmers are really important to set the coffee quality at the first place. In case they couldn’t be able to do direct visit and trade with the farmers, they will seek the information from friends or colleagues on good coffee plantation, and then they do the cupping at their lab.


Initially, after they bought the green beans they will roast and that process take sometimes. Red Cherry Blossom aimed the customers to still be able to taste the natural character of the coffee. This means they have to figure out the roasting profile match for different origins of coffee. They do not want to lose the natural aroma and taste from the coffee. We can always ask them to customize the roasting profile, though. But medium profile is their signature.

Finding, tasting and defining the acidity, flavor, body and the after taste are important in every cupping process. Cupping itself is an essential process for Red Cherry Blossom to make sure that they have got the profile they need before the customers could buy and enjoy their coffee. Budiman informed us that even on professional stage of cupping there was a chart that will set the standard whether a certain coffee origin is included as a specialty coffee. It means that the coffee is one of the highest quality coffees at the international scale. Budiman also stated that they always seek for the best green beans they could find.

Continue reading “From Bean to Cup”

Coffee Journey

Nothing is more exciting than learning and experience new things. It has been happening these last few months, after my personal coffee journey last year, I’m definitely in the enlightment era at the moment, I am quite sure. It started by the existence of a coffee club in the staffroom where I work. For months now, I brew coffee for 6-8 members every morning at around 7 and 10 am with a humble reguler coffee maker that contained max.10 cups per serving. Sometimes another two members gave me handy hands in brewing the coffee. Somehow, every now and then the coffee maker cause us trouble that I have to figure out tricks to deal with it. It takes sometimes and patience. After about 2 months dealing with that coffee maker and coffee brewing I realised that I really enjoy it. Not the routine but the process of serving a jug of nice decent coffee really made my brain more active and creative. I’m thrilled! 🙂 In fact, I began to be more interested in learning the techniques of brewing coffee. Not an easy learning process. I watched Youtube tutorial on operating coffee maker and I ended up with a ticklish curiosity on getting to know different equipment or tools in brewing the coffee. In this case, manual brewing, as I don’t see any espresso machine or tool around the staffroom. Well I doubt that it would appear in a million year anyway. So I watched and searched different types of manual brewing tool. The more I try to understand, the more I realised that brewing coffee isn’t a simple thing. It is full of measuring, techniques, skills and more important: passion and love. I defined a new term these last few months. Love is coffee. Oh, well…

I started to surf the internet where to buy manual brew equipments. After days of surfing, I decided to purchase basic equipments from 2 online distributors and one workshop that happen to locate in
about 500 metres from where I live in Jakarta. I purchased a Porlex Tall hand grinder from Phillocoffeeproject in Jalan Pondok Lab u 1/10. I began to use the hand grinder to grind my coffee beans, instead of using an electric blender. It grind more consistent coffee ground as I need that to get a better or optimal result on the brewing process.

The other equipments that I purchased later from and ottencoffe were Tiamo dripper with its filter paper, the coffee server and a mokapot. Along with them were the thermometer, milk foamer stick, milk jug and a digital timer (serve better than my mobile phone timer). The other day, I bought two french press at a nearby shop, one was 350 ml and the other one serve 1000ml. So, let the new journey begin!


            Unboxing the packet


                  My first gears


  I love this little friend: mokapot

Klinik Kopi itu @klinikkopi

Saya rasa postingan ini akan jadi yang kesekianratus kali di dunia perblogingan yang membahas soal tempat yang satu ini. Walau belum buka terlalu lama, Klinik Kopi sudah terkenal seantero jagad perkopian. Beuh, jangan menuduh saya hiperbolis. Tanya mbah Google deh.

Awalnya saya tidak punya ekspetasi bahwa klinik ini ada dalam pelukan pepohonan tinggi. Saya pikir Klinik Kopi ada di tepi jalanan Jogja nan ramai. Ternyata tidak. Klinik Kopi berlokasi di sebidang tanah ramah paru-paru. Banyak pohon tinggi dan masih bisa lihat sunset sambil nyeruput espresso karya mas Pepeng, di lantai dua. Yang mau ngerokok monggo melipir ke lantai satu, jauh-jauh dari kopi berharga itu.

Pun jangan set ekspetasi akan meja kopi dan kursi cafe. Playlist musik jazz favorit. Mari kita leyeh-leyeh  di lantai kayu dan menikmati diskusi kopi atau curhat soal cinta. Halah. Tapi saat itu saya lebih memilih untuk duduk di kursi lipat, dekat-dekat sang maestro, menikmati gerak-geriknya menggiling kopi, merebus air, menyiapkan gelas atau cangkir dan coffee dripper, mengoperasikan mesin espresso hingga menyajikan kenikmatan itu pada pengunjung dan pecinta. Si guru kopi juga dengan sabar menjawab pertanyaan-pertanyaan saya atau pengunjung lain. Bahkan sempat ia berbagi pengalaman sambil menunjukkan video kegiatan mengajar anak-anak soal kopi belum lama berselang.

Pepeng and Damar

Menyempatkan diri untuk melipir, memisahkan diri dari rombongan teman kantor yang jalan-jalan keliling Taman Sari, 1.5 jam terasa kurang untuk edukasi kopi. Saya minta dibuatkan espresso Karlos pada mas Pepeng sore itu. Bukan kopi dari Kolombia atau Spanyol, melainkan Karangploso, sebuah daerah di kabupaten Malang (yang jaraknya cuma sekitar 45 menit dari rumah saya tapi saya nggak tahu kalau ada kopi itu di sana. Hadeeeh *cakar-cakar muka malu* Jangan bilang mas Pepeng yak!)
Post-grinding      _DSC1035      Crema of Karlos Espresso

Espresso Karlos mas Pepeng itu…manis, fresh, asamnya pas dan bikin tidur saya nyenyak (atau sebenarnya lebih karena kecapekan jalan-jalan seharian? Haha!) Dengan harga 10 ribu per cangkir atau gelas, kebahagiaan bernama kopi itu dapat kita nikmati. Saya juga sempat menikmati bolu kukus sebagai penganan kecil yang dijual di Klinik Kopi menemani espresso saya.

Tiga hari sepulang dari Jogja saya langsung kontak Mas Pepeng. FYI, kita selalu bisa konsultasikan dulu varian dan karakter kopi yang sedang kita inginkan ke mas Pepeng. Saya pesan kopi yang sweet-like caramel dan tidak terlalu asam ke mas Pepeng. Dia janji akan kasih kabar lagi di keesokan hari. Dan janji itu ditepatinya. Dia roasted kopi Kayumas (yang lagi-lagi asalnya dari Jawa Timur tepatnya Situbondo), second crack dan dikirimkannya pada saya sekantong biji-biji sexy itu. Biji-biji kopi itu begitu menggemaskan sampai-sampai agak tidak tega menggilingnya. Tapi ya sudahlah, pergilah wahai melankoli. Let’s brew it! Giling, tuang ke mug putih favorit yang sudah dipanaskan, seduh air panas, tunggu 4 menit dan….uh, setara dengan kebahagiaan meminum Arabica Gayo sejak sesapan pertama di Aceh tahun lalu.

Kunjungan saya ke Klinik Kopi melengkapi perjalanan kopi saya ( baca  2 postingan Perjalanan Kopi saya yang terdahulu ) Klinik Kopi merubah cara pandang saya terhadap cara memperlakukan kopi. Sebaik-baik kopi adalah yang masih freshly roasted. Jadi saya sekarang lebih memilih untuk menggiling dadakan kopi yang hendak saya minum dan berusaha untuk tidak menyimpan kopi dalam bentuk bubuk. And  instead of using regular electric blender, saya akan membeli hand grinder yang bisa dibawa-bawa dan coffee dripper untuk melengkapi kecintaan saya ini, seperti saran mas Pepeng.

Saya akan kembali ke Klinik Kopi suatu hari nanti. Nyunset sambil nyruput. Life is too short to drink bad coffee, mas Pepeng berprinsip. That is so true! Thanks to mas Pepeng untuk diskusi kopi kita yang masih berlanjut hingga saat ini and of course for your lovely roasted coffee.

Lokasi Klinik Kopi : Pusat Studi Lingkungan ( PSL-USD  ) Universitas Sanata Darma Jogjakarta. Dari Togamas ke selatan 5 meter, gang pertama masuk 50 meter kiri jalan pas tikungan.

Buka dari jam 4 sore, jangan kepagian kalo mau ke sana 🙂

*raise our cups, mugs, glass*

Credits should be sent to Ugie, teman seperkopian yang menyebut nama Klinik Kopi pertama dalam hidup saya sejak November 2013 dan Damar Kalpika (@bujursangkar), kawan Instagram yang berbaik hati meluangkan waktu di antara kesibukannya mengantar saya ke Klinik. Thank you, guys!

Twitter: @klinikkopi


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