She reminds me of my childhood, the small village where I was born and where my parents lived, she told him on their first date.
They met quite by chance one beautiful evening. She was an extremely gentle and fragile girl, and he was an ordinary young man who seemed afraid to draw too much attention to himself.
He invited her for coffee. She accepted out of politeness. At that time, neither of them knew that they would live happily ever after. When the two of them sat down in the cafe, the young man was very excited. He tried to cheer up the girl, but he didn’t know how to do it in the best way.

After a while, he suddenly decided that it might be better to go home. But all of a sudden, even with himself, he called the waiter and said: “Please bring me salt. I like to put it in my coffee.”
The people who heard his words immediately turned to him. However, it’s not every day that someone asks for salt in their coffee.
The waiter quickly returned with salt, and the young man, with a slightly flushed face, slowly began to add salt to his drink. After a while, the girl plucked up the courage to ask: “Is this some strange hobby of yours?” I have never seen anyone salt their coffee.”

The young man put the glass on the table and said: “When I was a child, we lived by the sea. I loved playing in the water, I loved breathing in the salty scent of the sea. Now every time I drink coffee, I add salt. It reminds me of my childhood, the small village where I was born and where my parents lived.”
His last words made the girl cry. She was enchanted. Then she decided that only a good person could feel longing for her native village and think with such love of her parents. After the “incident” with the salt, the young man calmed down, started talking more, and finally agreed to meet again.

Over the next few months, they communicated more and more. And the girl realized that her new acquaintance is a special person who is perfect for her: gentle, loving, intelligent, kind…
And it all started when she salted her coffee. Like every story, this one ended with a wedding. They lived happily ever after. She salted his coffee every day. 40 years have passed. The husband died. After his death, the wife found a letter in the living room. In the letter, he wrote to her:

“My dear! Please forgive me! Please forgive me! I have lied to you once in my life – when I salted my coffee. Do you remember our first meeting? I was so excited that I asked for salt instead of sugar.

I didn’t know how to hide my mistake, so I lied. I felt that I was doing something wrong, but then I couldn’t admit it. I tried to tell you the truth many times, but I was afraid. I promised myself that after we get married, I won’t lie to you anymore.
Now that I’m dead, I’m not afraid to admit it. I don’t like coffee with salt. It’s awful, I can’t imagine a worse taste. But I drank it every day. And I don’t regret it!

I knew I could make life happy. If I could go back in time, I would do it again. I would drink coffee with salt every day to know that you were by my side! As his wife was reading the letter, tears began to stream down her face.
Once her grandchildren asked her, “Grandma, why do you drink coffee with salt?” “Because it tastes better that way!” she replied.