I occasionally do things that are, for lack of a more elegant description, weird.
No different when it comes to coffee. Here’s an example.
I occasionally do things that are, for lack of a more elegant description, weird.
No different when it comes to coffee. Here’s an example.
Nothing in this blog is presented as gospel or truth. Taste by definition is subjective. I don’t pretend to be an expert, and I don’t pretend to have a definitive palate. In fact, it was made very clear to me recently that I am still very much a dilettante when it comes to a coffee palate, but that will be the subject of another post sometime soon.
Let me try to explain what I like, and hopefully why.
Recently I was visiting an old friend, and after hearing me babble on about my coffee-based eccentricities, he said I should write a blog about my coffee hijinks.
My first thought was that was a breathtakingly unoriginal idea, and my immediate response to him was, “that’s exactly what the world doesn’t need.”
This site should prove me right.