Making our way out of a solar storm that directed our route, we finally come to a stop. Dizzy and unable to lose the sense of vertigo, I step off the shuttle and find myself on the west end of Nephos station, located near the north pole of Jupiter. Nephos is a lot like most… Continue reading Café on Jupiter →
With every sip and every cup, A world of variety, shown with every note. Nuts, fruit, chocolate, and wine, Every cup is like a brewed surprise. From the mountain fields grows the dearly beloved, A sea of green that grows a sea of red, A sea of red that hides the seeds of the sower.… Continue reading Coffee Seas →
When I first got into coffee, I was much like everybody else in that I drank the brewed liquid that you commonly call “coffee.” I was blown away by how good it tasted, how much better I felt while drinking it, and the friends that I made when coffee became a part of my life.… Continue reading Drinking Coffee Beans Straight from the Bag →
Mouth to cup, tongue to coffee, O how you make me feel so free. A conscious slurp with sounds of focus, Thinking and wondering what taste is closest. How clueless I feel of what you conceal, How great an ordeal yet still appeal. Reminding me of countries of far, O how your flavor shines like… Continue reading I can taste the country →
Before the sun has risen, The man shall begin his morning. Opening a bag with beans that are hidden, A lovely aroma that brings a forewarning. Pouring whole beans into a hopper, The man begins the grinder dance. Twisting and turning in a fashion that’s proper, The hands of the man move in a trance.… Continue reading “Hello,” says the water. →
Studying abroad in France was one of the most significant chapters of my life. Being immersed in an unfamiliar culture surrounded by people who knew little to no English, food that was unlike anything at home, and having the opportunity to make friends from all around the world. When it comes to experiences like studying… Continue reading Un Cappuccino, S’il Vous Plait →
From deep slumber awakes the morning man, To his phone that silently waits, Sent to him is a message for clarity, Messaged received, he knows what’s next. Undressed, unkempt, the sun welcomes the man, Undeterred by a late start, there’s still time, Tip tap the man types, Work has begun. Something is amiss, The man… Continue reading A Rushed Morning →
Bathed in orange light, you finally get to rest in your living room. You completed today’s work, you enjoyed your dinner, and the sun joins you in rest. You pick up the book you’ve been reading for a while but realize that you forgot something crucial, your afternoon coffee. Closing your book and putting it… Continue reading The Afternoon →
There’s no one definition for a “coffee journal.” It’s any journal that has writing or documentation about coffee. When I first got into making coffee at home, I kept a journal documenting every single cup of coffee that I made for several months. I would write down the step-by-step process of making each cup, what… Continue reading What is a Coffee Journal? →
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