Hatidža Prijedor (Miljakovci) b. 1948, lives in Chicago. Her mom taught her how to make coffee when she was 8-9 years old. Interview by Adela.

“So what did you guys talk about, what did you discuss, your life, about what happened?”

Adela: So when you started making coffee, did you do it often, or how was it, sometimes?

Hatidza: Well, more often when you get tired and coffee hits the spot.

Adela: When you worked before the war, did you drink coffee at work, with your coworkers?

Hatidza: We did, with the workers, right, we had a cafeteria downstairs, and we were brewing and drinking coffee, all of us.

Adela: Did you have breakfast together like that, all together? 

Hatidza: Right have breakfast, and around 11 a break, I mean when you get to work at 7, coffee, and later 10, coffee again, and then when they go home, no coffee, twice.

Adela: Okay. So what would you talk about, what would you during….

Hatidza: Well, everyone has their own story.

Adela: And when you were spending time together, did you talk about….?

Hatidza: Well, everyone has their story, let’s say, of course that we spent time together, we were very very kind, we were like a family, my company was really like a family.

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Mirzet b. _______ Prijedor. Has handcrafted more than twenty hand grinders for family members. Interview by Adela.

“And why did you make that pattern? To make it look better, or so you can grip it more easily, what was the reason?”
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Nasiha b. 1956 Prijedor. Interview by Dzenita 

“It was very hard, very heavy, and every single day you had to take a shower, wash your hair and everything…it was the smell of coffee.”
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Ismeta -  Born in Podgorica 1949. Moved to Sarajevo for marriage in 1977. Moved to Chicago in the 1990s. Made her first coffee at 14-15. Interview by Dženita.

“When I made coffee, they’d say it tasted the same as chocolate.”

“I remember then what the coffee was like, we had coffee, my mother, myself, my sister, and two of my cousins. The cousins were around the same age as my sister, and I, and we drank coffee, and I made it. I liked coffee a lot, and they always asked only me to brew it for them, to brew coffee for them, because my, because when I made coffee, they’d say it tasted the same as chocolate. And the word spread about how I brew coffee, my mother’s brother heard, my dad’s brothers, my aunts, and no one would drink coffee unless I made it. And me, how….I loved coffee so much that I’d always brew some for me when I made coffee for them.”


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