Apparently Khaldi was far afield with his sheep, allowing them to graze on any vegetation they could find. Every night he slept near them, and all was peaceful until late one night, when he expected them to be resting, he found that his sheep were still up and about. More than up and about—they were jumping, prancing, braying. Khaldi was mystified. He thought they might be possessed. But soon it became clear that they’d been eating beans from the bushes nearby. These were coffee beans. And when Khaldi ate the beans himself, they had the same effect on him—he was shot through with new vigor and
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What a wonderful origin story. Incidentally, this is very similar to how I utilized coffee. I'd prepare a pot of coffee so I could stay up and write papers in college. I'd get the papers completed and spend the rest of the night "jumping, prancing, braying." I may have made it too strong.
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