Chemically Imbalanced (espresso-jogged screeds)

non-economic labors of infatuation

if world domination plots via lever-brewed espresso are your thing, then there is, of course, a universe of things to say about levered single origin coffee — and i might! but then none bespeaks the cause like an hour or more of toiling that produces friday morning palatial events such as this:


i hereby declare a levered weekend, with mexican and guatemalan headliners and still more gratuitous infatuated photographic evidence to come.