Secret ingredient

My father was always a great inventor. As a child I marveled at his witticisms. I remember that almost every day he would lock himself in a little room where nobody could disturb him. There he would spend long hours and at the end he would surprise us with some ingenuity, balls that kept bouncing, inks that changed colors once they were put on paper, and any other strange thing you could imagine...

Once he started inventing new flavors, combining food and drinks in unusual ways. We were the ones chosen to approve the invention. Many times tasting those preparations was a real torture, disgusting flavors that provoked retching. At other times the flavors were glorious and produced true states of ecstasy.

A few years before his death, he set out to make the best drink ever made from coffee, a kind of highly flavored liqueur, with a noble taste. Everyone who tasted it said that it was like nothing they had ever tasted. And although that drink was incomparable, my father did not feel satisfied, he thought he could improve it...

At that time he tried to commercialize his coffee-based drink, but his illness made him bedridden. The expenses to take care of him were enormous and our savings soon ran out. An acquaintance put us in contact with a person linked to the show business world, he told us that he could help us, that way we would solve our economic urgency.

I took it upon myself to meet with the person. I gave him a taste of the drink and the man commented that it was gold. He immediately promised to organize a small production with some industrialist friends of his. If it was well received, we would do business. He told me that he needed the recipe to make the first tests....

At that moment I felt very happy, I knew that the public would surrender to that sublime taste. I had no malice, I acted stupidly and gave him the formula. The man handed me a check for a small amount of money, he told me that this was just the beginning, that later on we would make a great business.

With that first payment we were able to meet the expenses of my father's illness. Days went by and I heard no more from that man.

Two months later I saw a new campaign on television, advertising a new drink whose slogan was "the taste of the gods". Moved by curiosity I decided to try it and to my surprise it was the drink invented by my father.

I realized that I had been swindled. I consulted several lawyers and they all told me that it was a lost cause, there was no way to prove that the formula was my father's, that new flavor was never patented, nor was there any document stating that I had given it to anyone.

Resigned, I devoted myself to taking care of my father, who was already in his last moments. He died a month after the commercial was released, he never knew that his drink had captivated everyone...

Some of my acquaintances offered to give a lesson to that dishonest man who had swindled me. They fed my imagination with the wildest ideas, but I managed to keep my composure so as not to give in to temptations. My father would not have liked me to seek revenge in any way.

One afternoon, while I was deciding what to throw away from that dear little room where my old man had spent so many good times, I saw a bundle of papers. They were all the steps that my father had followed to find the formula for the "taste of the gods"...

I studied those handwritten notes carefully. In front of me the whole research process my father had followed was revealed. There was a part with annotations in the margin where he made clear the possibility of improving the flavor by incorporating new ingredients and other combinations...

I spent months going over the different recipes and testing to see what I could find. The truth is that with some of them the flavor was worse, but with two or three I felt a difference that enriched what seemed insurmountable.

I concentrated on a variant that incorporated a small herb that grew in our backyard. I don't know where my father had brought it, but he always talked about it as the key that was likely to transform the world of flavors.

In the end I thought I had hit on something different but very good. I invited acquaintances to contrast what I had made with the flavor that reigned in the market, and they had no doubts, they said mine was unequalled...

With what I had learned from the terrible past experience with the swindler, I proceeded in a more conscious way. I patented the formula and made a contract with a beverage manufacturer, who had no doubt that with my new formula the public would stop tasting "the taste of the gods"...

After a small advertising campaign, the manufacturers distributed the drink throughout the country. Within a month the orders exceeded the production capacity. Everyone wanted to have in their mouths the new flavor that reminded them of the coffee of dreams...

After ten months the other drink was already a memory. Our success was growing without limits...

Thank you for your time.

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