When we emigrate, we try to carry in our scarce luggage our roots, traditions and customs of our land.

When I arrived in Cuba, I found that everyone had greca coffee pots. A coffee maker that I do not know how to use, it seems simple but the truth is that I have never been able to make coffee in this device. And the coffee that resulted from this coffee maker is so dark that I could not enjoy it. I missed the coffee "guayoyo" from my country that is made with a cloth bag that we call coladera.

So I found some anticeptic fabric, a wire base, needle, thread and in less than 30 minutes I made my own strainer.

I think the right way to drink coffee is to sit down and enjoy a delicious cup of coffee and let the taste and smell remind you of wonderful moments from your childhood. Let the coffee bring back memories of special moments.