Jun 09 2009
Donation time, black and bitter baby
Being a pleasure slave to the Chemex, I decided to donate my old Black And Decker coffee maker along with my whirly blade grinder to the breakroom where a work. It was my attempt to break me and my coworkers from the siren call of the Starbucks that is located just across the Home Depot’s parking lot.
Sadly, it has not really work. I am the only one who seems to use the coffee maker at work . Everyone I work with prefers the coffee flavored drinks that Starbucks provides, eschewing actual coffee. And, those that drink coffee, prefer the copious amounts of cream and sugar available at the coffee shop.While I will be more than happy to bring in the fresh roast, I refuse to bring in any condiments.
Hey, what can I say, I like it black and bitter baby
Its not like I am trying to open up a free cafe. For a while, I would brew up a pot and encourage everyone to try it, but nobody would and I would end up drinking it myself. My urine then started smelling way too much like coffee, so now I just make a few cups at a time and guard it jealously.
Also, I have to admit that I myself cannot resist the Siren Call of the Starbucks at times. Not so much for the coffee, but for those tasty brownies and muffins that they make. Mmmm chocolate brownies so unhealthy and good.
And yes, I do on occasion get a cup of their coffee of spring for an latte or misto. Thier’s is a decent coffee, if not a little strong and unispiring.
It is also good to use as a board of comparison to my homeroast.
Funny thing about the Starbucks, or even Peets for that matter, is that I usually cannot drink it without a bit of half and half in it. If I don’t, I tend to get a bit of rot gut. Yet at home, my brew needs to be black and bitter at all times.
Hmmm, fascinating and someting to ponder further on.
