I think I’ve turned into a coffee snob. Sometime over the past year, I don’t quite remember when, I stopped drinking instant coffee. No, now the choice is either perked or filtered in the morning, with tea and water my drinks of choice in the office. No instant coffee for me, thank you very much.
I don’t know why this happened, apart from the vast difference in taste and pleasure received from a freshly brewed cup of coffee rather than downing a mug of the dried stuff. Perhaps it was the multiplication of cafes on almost every street corner or the intense aroma inhaled when in perkification. Maybe it’s the extra effort (albeit small) required to make it. I don’t know...but I love it!!!
There is a new non-chain cafe in Edinburgh slightly off the beaten track, which awakened my taste buds for the black medicine recently. If you’re ever walking down Broughton Street, check out Artisan Roast (you can click here even if you're not walking down Broughton Street - http://www.artisanroast.co.uk/). I’m not on commission there, in case you are wondering! Even if you’re not a coffee snob like me, it is still worth a visit for the rich aroma, the amazing, antique-looking huge grinder and the hot chocolate. And their slogan is For Beans That Dance - how cool is that?!
I know, it can be expensive but I think it is a small price to pay for one of life’s simple pleasures.
1 comment:
I think it's a good thing to have more coffee snobs in the world. Or maybe a better word would be connoisseur.
My pop says "Life is too short to drink bad coffee" and I agree.
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