We’ve heard about the nature. And we know about the sheep. And if you’re really on to it, you might know about the manuka honey and the paua shells and kauri trees.
But what no one talks about is the coffee.
Oh, I’m no connoisseur, nor am I a snob. I like mine in any way, but mostly doctored up with homo milk and two teaspoons of sugar because I can’t stand run-of-the-mill North American coffee. But I’m telling you, I would wager my entire romance collection that if you walk into a random Joe Schmoe cafe, or coffee stand, or restaurant, or gas station in New Zealand, and buy a cup of coffee, 9 times out of 10 it’ll be flavoured, complex, fragrant, and just plain good. (Pictured above is the Best Latte in New Zealand, from 2007.)
So if you’re in New Zealand, by all means tramp the Tongariro Crossing and photograph the parliamentary Beehive in Wellington. Swim with the Kaikoura dolphins, and soak in sulphurous Rotorua.
But do it all with a cup of coffee.
– Jean AAR