May 25 2008
The India Anohki Liberica experience cont…
Same day taste:
The roast was mostly light brown, but was a bit uneven with darker beans scattered throughout. Perhaps it was time for me to give my Nesco roaster a good thorough scrubbing ( Many parts of the Nesco professional Roaster are machine washable btw) I was so so excited to taste this coffee that I could not even wait for it to sit a day and brewed up a quick cup using my little Bodum single cup drip coffee maker. This ended up being a mistake. The taste was still undeveloped and I felt like I had just wasted 2 tablespoons of a precious resource. This is a coffee that needs to sit for a while in order for the true taste experience to come out. Silly me, for getting overly excited and trying to sneak a cup before the right time. I guess my taste buds were all revved up to experience that pungent tang that had knocked my socks off the first time that I had tried this coffee. I screwed the lid back on the old mason jar and counted down the hours before I would try it again.
The next morning I attempted to once again experience the Liberica. I had even brushed up a little on the history of this coffee bean grown in the mountains of India. The trees that the Anohki coffee beans derives from are nearly twenty feet tall and are traditionally harvested by men only. Anohki apparently means “unique”, something this coffee definitely is, and most of it is consumed locally leaving only small batches of it available to the outside world. (For a more in depth history you should check Sweet Maria’s home coffee roasting site.)
So, anyway the next mornings cup showed character yet it still was not quite there . I started to get worried that I had not roasted this initial batch for a long enough period of time. The beans did seem a tad bit too light. However, judging from that first knee buckling whiff I knew that I was in the right zone. Perhaps another day was all this bean needed before I got what I was looking for.
After the morning after cup was finished, another worry hit me. What if, I thought to myself,I had already become accustomed to the taste of this exotic coffee with such an unique taste? My palate is like an overly finicky cat, especially when it comes to coffee. It does not take me long to get used to a specific taste after I am introduced to it. Sometimes, I feel like a junky always seeking a new high. I began to fear that I would never again taste the India Anohki in all its pungent glory like I had two months ago.









