There's a little roaster right near my brother's place in Santa Fe, and since we'd been there for a week and I couldn't roast (I thought it would be presumptuous to bring the Behmor along for the visit), I picked up a couple pounds of coffee so I'd have something to drink while whatever I roast tomorrow is resting. Wanted to try the 'Obama Blend' (Kenyan, Indonesian, and Hawaiian coffees), but they didn't even have enough to make up a pound, so I got a pound of Brasilian and a pound of Sumatran to blend myself. It was pre-bagged in glassine-lined bags (danger signal #1 - not airtight bags). I asked when it was roasted. The person working the counter didn't know (danger signal #2). I looked around the place and didn't see a roaster there, but since it's a suburban strip mall type of place, I figure they roast elsewhere. I bought the coffee because I wasn't sure I'd have a chance to pick up anything else (although I managed a stop at Klatch on the way home, which is a good thing). Opened up the coffee when I got home today and though the roasts are not particularly dark, there's oil showing and a grind sufficiently fine to almost choke the Caravel with a 12-day old blend of my own roasting pours fast with almost no crema. I'm guessing this coffee is close to a month old.
Resolved: I will never, ever again buy coffee that doesn't have a roast date (and a recent one, at that), no matter what somebody else tells me about how fresh the coffee always is when they buy it.



