I was first introduced to this exotic aromatic spice when my dear friend Alan would serve a small cup of coffee with a pinch of cardamom after a delicious GP friendly lunch of well cooked local vegetables and soft melt in your mouth white fish drizzled with a tiny bit of olive oil. Only if I could hire him to be my personal chef, everyday I would be swimming in waves of tasty adventures!
When I was in acupuncture school this past year I picked up a little bit of an addiction to coffee (hey, it's Seattle, whats a girl gonna do?!). I know, absolutely NOT a friend to a sensitive stomach but between living in denial and the hours of studying it was my weak spot. My favorite day of the week was Thursday when my friend Marlee and I would head down to our favorite coffee shop in Freemont. We would find the largest table available, spread out our piles of books and note cards then anxiously order our hot java (aka liquid crack). However, with me and my secret spice stash it was never just a normal cup of coffee. Oh no, this was special coffee because hidden in my purse was a magical bag of ground cardamom. Before diving into the hours of quizzing (and distracting) each other we eagerly scooped the spice into our coffee, took the first sip and for a moment melted into cardamom coffee heaven before the marathon began.
Now, a few months and fewer coffee's later, this spice is nothing but nice in so many countless ways.
