With apologies to Intelligensia, Counter Culture, Paradise Roaster, Caffe Fresco et. al., I am drinking the best tasting coffee that I have had in a long time. That's the good news! The bad news is that when it is gone, it is gone forever, never to be repeated. I roasted it weeks ago in my Hottop and because I had, for the moment, a surfeit of coffee, I vacuum sealed it and threw it into the freezer.
The other day, I had a friend over, we were pulling shots and playing with a new toy, the Aeropress. Running low on coffee, I went to the freezer and pulled out this bag. When I pulled the first shot from it on my S1, I knew that it was something special. We pulled a few shots at different temperatures and finally settled on 93 dC. I tried some in the Aeropress and it was great there as well. Not espresso, but really a great cup.
Man, I gotta make more of this, I thought. I got the freezer bag out of the trash. That's when the the full impact of my little tragedy struck me. My blend? My wonderful, nutty, fruity, taste? My rich aroma? My complex espresso shot that danced over every inch of my tongue and nasal passages? "Freebie blend" the bag said. These were coffees that I had picked up at the SCAA in a mad dash down aisle after aisle.
So, I'm sitting here kicking myself for not being more precise in my record keeping, but at the same time enjoying a second cup after my morning double shot. I've now had the equivalent to six shots of espresso, and so I ought to be ready for my first day back at work after 8 years of retirement. But that's another story.
Bob





