6. Beautiful Novel Reprint - "Irish Coffee"

Chapter X

　She didn't answer my question and continued:

　"The stewardess was so fond of Irish coffee that she would order an Irish cup of coffee as soon as she stopped at Dublin Airport. Over time, the two of them became acquainted, the flight attendant would tell him interesting stories about the world, and the bartender would teach her to make Irish coffee. It wasn't until one day, when she decided not to be a flight attendant and told him farwell, that their story ended."

　『farewell？』

　"Farewell, goodbye goodbye, not quite the same as goodbye." The last time he made irish coffee for her, he asked her, "Wantsometeardrops?"

　『teardrops？』

　"Hmm. Because he still hopes that she can feel the taste of the fermentation of missing."

　"When she got back to her home in San Francisco, she suddenly wanted to drink Irish coffee one day and searched all the cafes she didn't find. Later she learned that Irish coffee had been created for her by the bartender, but she never understood why the bartender would ask her, "Wantsometeardrops?" "。」

　"Not long after, she opened a coffee shop and sold Irish coffee. Gradually, Irish coffee became popular in San Francisco. That's why Irish coffee first appeared in Dublin, Ireland, but was popular in San Francisco."

　"After the flight attendants left, the bartender also began to let guests order Irish coffee, so people who drank Irish coffee at Dublin Airport would think Irish coffee was a cocktail. And people who drink it at a San Francisco café will, of course, think Irish coffee is coffee."

　"So Irish coffee, which is both cocktail and coffee, is a beautiful mistake in itself."

　"Okay, that's the end of the story." It's time to make you an Irish coffee."

　"Don't secretly help me add tears."

　"Hmm. Even if you add it, you won't be able to drink it."

　"I can't drink it." Because your tears are probably sweet."

　"You made me wait last week, and I haven't settled the account with you yet."

　"Don't blame yourself. I've forgiven you."

　"You..." She pointed at me, "don't talk to you anymore."

　She gave me a blank look and concentrated on making Irish coffee.

　This time I can stay in the "yeats" is relatively short, the Irish coffee has just been drunk, and it is also time to take the car.

　"What is your persistence today?"

　"You were the first guest to know what kind of mood Irish coffee was for, so I kept entertaining."

　『Mood?』

　"I just said it, Irish coffee, for the mood when you miss fermentation."

　"It's good. In fact, I'm afraid you won't find a reason to persevere."

　"Don't get sick next week."

　"Rest assured. Even if I get a drip in the hospital, I will come with a drip."

　"Fool, don't talk nonsense. Put your coat on and go out for a ride."

　The days are getting colder, and the climate difference between the north and the south is getting bigger and bigger.

　Often Tainan is sunny and cool, but Taipei is wet and cold.

　Once it was raining in Taipei, she was still holding an umbrella and waiting for me under the phoenix tree at the entrance of the alley.

　Again, it was the Bodhi tree.

　『What should I do with other guests?』

　"I sent him away."

　"Are you so cruel?"

　"Huh... I'm kidding. There are very few guests at this time."

　"Do you want tea or coffee?"

　『Coffee.'

　"What kind of coffee do you want?"

　"Irish Coffee."

　This dialogue has not changed, and we seem to try to maintain a simple relationship between the boss and the guests.

　But I asked her a few times, and she never told me why the bartender invented Irish coffee in a year.

　Only stewardesses order Irish coffee.

　On the third Thursday of December of that year, it happened to coincide with her birthday.

　"Such a coincidence?" Well...... Turns out you're Sagittarius."

　"That's right. So I'm going to accompany you today for a cup of Irish coffee."

　『Why?』

　"Sagittarius, also known as Sagittarius, is like a wild horse galloping in the wilderness. Liberty-minded Sagittarius is certainly suitable for a cup of Irish coffee."

　She seems to like to put everything on Irish coffee.

　Every time it's time to go to the car, I always feel that the briefcase is much heavier than before I came to Taipei.

　"You were the first to know I was a Sagittarius guest, so I insisted on being a guest."

　"You were the first guest to dare to release the female boss's pigeons, so I insisted on being a guest."

　"You were the first guest who couldn't tell the difference between the Phoenix Tree and the Bodhi Tree, so I insisted on being a guest."

　"You were the first guest to drink Irish coffee without paying for it, so I insisted on being a guest."

　She would always find a reason to insist.

　Even if she really couldn't figure out a reason, she would say:

　"You were the first guest I couldn't think of a reason to invite him to Irish coffee, so I insisted on being a guest." At the beginning of the following year, the research project had to make a final final report.

　　I tied a tie and prepared to go on stage to explain the results of the research and make the paying masters willing.

　　If all goes well, this will be the last time I'll be in Taipei for business.

　　Of course, if I have time, I can still go to Taipei at any time.

　　It's just that for modern people, when they are really "free", they usually don't know what year and month it is.

　　And the point is, I lost the "reason" to come to "yeats".

　　Any research project will have a so-called research motivation or purpose, simply put, a reason.

　　But when I don't have to travel to Taipei for business, then what is my reason for going to "yeats"?

　　After all, she and I are just the relationship between the café owner and the guests.

　　One is inside the bar and one is outside the bar. Across the bar, we felt safe and simple.

　　Crossing this line, perhaps like Irish whiskey and hot coffee, crosses those two golden lines will make Irish coffee no longer pure.

　　"Do you want tea or coffee?"

　　『Coffee.'

　　"What kind of coffee do you want?"

　　"Irish Coffee."

　　"Why are you wearing a tie today?"

　　"Because... Because I have a final report today, so I... I'm going to tie."

　　I stuttered because I was a little weak-hearted.

　　She looked again at my tie and the fuller briefcase than usual.

　　"I see. You're not going to Taipei next week."

　　I looked at her, not knowing what to say, but just nodded.

　　She didn't ask.

　　Mechanically take down the Irish coffee cup, grind the coffee beans, and boil the mantine. (Too few coffee beans!) ）

　　Pour Irish whiskey. (That's too much!) ）

　　Over the first gold thread, pour out some, pour in a little, or over.

　　Just drink it all.

　　Pour Irish whiskey again.

　　Add sugar, light alcohol, toast. (The fire is too big!) ）

　　Rotate the cup. (The spinning speed is too fast!) ）

　　Gaze quietly at the whiskey in the glass. (It's time to get out of the fire!) ）

　　Extinguish the alcohol, add the hot coffee and float with whipped cream.

　　"Drink." She opened her mouth.

　　"Want to hear my story?" She sat down and unplugged her glasses.

　　"Hmm."

　　"I didn't read much, I didn't read well, and I worked in a café after graduation. After staying in several cafes, I began to develop a strong interest in making coffee. Unfortunately, today's cafes pay more and more attention to the atmosphere and the elegance of coffee cups and plates, and the coffee itself is not so valued."

　　"When I heard the story of Irish coffee later, I decided to make a real Irish coffee. When I learned to make Irish coffee, I opened this "yeats."

　　"Although this story is only a legend, or people wear chisels. But I take it seriously."

　　"After opening the store, I have been looking forward to customers ordering Irish coffee. The bartender waited a year for the first Irish coffee, and I was luckier than him, it only took three months for you to order."

　　The atmosphere is a bit strange, as if Irish coffee is filled with smoky Scotch whisky,

　　Not Irish whiskey.

　　She pulled out two copies of the menu I saw when I first came to "yeats": "You see what's the difference?"

　　I flipped through the dark coffee-colored one, and the first side was the name and price of more than 20 kinds of coffee.

　　Turning to the light brown one, the first side is still the name and price of the coffee!

　　I always thought that the light coffee-colored menu listed a variety of teas.

　　It turns out that the second side of these two menus is also the name and price of tea.

　　The difference is that the dark coffee-colored menu has Irish coffee.

　　"Why do you want to make two menus?"

　　"The bartender did the same, so the stewardess became the first guest to order Irish coffee."

　　"Although I made two menus, I never took out a dark coffee menu."

　　"When you first came, I noticed that you kept looking at Yeats's portraits and verses. Although most first-time guests will see it this way, others are browsing, but you are reading."

　　"It took me a while to decide to try my luck and see if you would order Irish coffee."

　　"The first time you ordered Irish coffee, I was thrilled. It seems that I can suddenly understand the feeling of the bartender when she heard the flight attendant say "irishcoffee."

　　"I was serious about making coffee for the first guest in my life to order Irish coffee, and I was nervous. I've been sneaking in on you while you're drinking Irish coffee. I was very touched to see the look of satisfaction you had when you finished drinking. Intersect with coffee, and that's it."

　　"Your heartfelt thanks at checkout are the biggest reward for me. Do you know why I always insist on not letting you pay? That's because I've always refused to treat you as a guest."

　　She kept talking, as if in a dream.