I came to coffee farm on Saturday morning and immediately it became my new Colombian home for few weeks. To be honest, my first morning there I dreamt of staying in my comfortable huge bed made of bamboo and wait for crunchy AREPA, kind of corn pancake they eat here in Antioquia instead of climbing up the hill in search of mature cocoa fruits.
The decision had been made a day before and I had no other option than put on sexy white rubber boots and oldest pants I disposed or better say that my modest wardrobe let me. Well done, I thought with eyes half-opened and covering yawning mouth, what a tough task to work with empty stomach!
We left few minutes to 8am without having breakfast. Everything was still wet as the night before had rained a lot and I didn´t feel like discovering cocoa secrets at all.
What do we Europeans know about cocoa? The questions was spinning round in the biggest part of the brain so called cerebrum. What a shame! I didn´t even know how the cocoa tree looked like neither its fruits until we left our bags on the ground and Omar told me: Simona, we go over there to approach us to that cacao tree, it has a lot of mature fruits on it !
Ok, let´s to work! We used scissors to cut so called umbilical cord of cacao fruit (well the THING which connect the fruit with the tree branch). Some action pictures:
Definitely my favorite action one picture: Victoria and Isabel collecting cacao with hands:
And when we had enough cacao, we continued with phase II: to cut cacao peel, scoop out the beans and put them into basket.
We left the pile of peel and took the basket with cocoa beans back to farm. The delicious warm above mentioned arepas and homemade chocolate were waiting for us. I had a bit and sip of both things and the feeling of satisfaction spread in my body.