Turkish Coffee Ritual

I had Turkish coffee for the first time at a friend's apartment. The whole process felt like it belonged in a different century, from the long-handled copper pot to the way you pour without filtering the grounds. Breville makes an electric version that automates the timing, but it misses what makes the ritual interesting. The coffee is ground so fine it looks like powder. The pot heats slowly on the smallest burner until the foam rises to the lip. You pull it off at the exact right second. The moment of attention is the whole experience. Learning to do it myself seems like a skill that rewards patience.