note: the vid cuts off early, for some reason. ’twill be fixed.
word is, he got low finals marks because the daring espresso he chose to use failed to exhibit adequate, blend-like bitterness. he was also dosing a measly 15 grams in the portafilter — not the way to tag the chocolate-down-pillow profile so highly valued by today’s esteemed definers of espresso. there’s more: it turned out those ridged la marzocco baskets, with which he was barely able to practice, prevented his tamper from fully compressing such a small dose. the result: some uneven extraction in the cup.
and still, he was the surprise contender of the finals. the sig: famously potent blenheim ginger ale with egg whites, raw sugar and cream, shaken with spro. not bad. or nothing short of rousing, if you ask this blog.