My first time going out for coffee

Hello, coffee lovers around the world.

I don't remember when I first went into a coffee shop. Much less which one it was. I thought it would be something I'd remember, but no. So it must not have been anything memorable.

However, I do remember when and which coffee shop it was the first time I had coffee here in Las Tunas.

I remember that I had come to visit the province, never imagining that years later, I would be living in that same place. I had gone as part of the national tour of the "Isaac Nicola" Guitar Orchestra, of which I was the assistant director and lead guitarist.

We left the hotel where we were staying and decided to go and explore the city. Of course, one of the first places they took us was near a coffee shop, and after so many hours of travel, we needed a good coffee.

And that coffee shop was El Café Real.

I remember it was early in the morning, so I ordered a cortado and my friends ordered espressos. However, at the next table, there was a couple with two cups that looked delicious. When I asked the waiter, he told me it was a cappuccino.

So, I ordered one for myself...
I liked it so much that I've been going back to that coffee shop ever since. I went every day while I was in the province and later, whenever I visited with the guitar orchestra.

Years later, when I finally moved to the provinces, my first outing to celebrate this important step in my life was to Café Real. I wanted to enjoy that exquisite cappuccino again. They still make them delicious. That's something that hasn't changed over the years.

This café has been a part of my life ever since. It was the first place I took my current husband, where my children tried cappuccino for the first time, where they drank coffee for the first time, and where they've taken their first girlfriends.

And it all happened almost by chance. But that's life, full of wonderful surprises and great coffee.