we don’t care that these taste descriptors are meaningless to you — other blogs brag about their coffee spoils all the time! and so, we hereby parlay an unprecedented stretch of excellent brew — a home junkie’s full house — into an ENTIRE WEEK of loquacious gloating. amorphous crack-metaphors for the romantics, cupping notes for the serious students and a 17-point scale for the churlish analytics!
** stumptown’s panama carmen is like the cute little pixie who WON’T SAY ANYTHING, even when you coax. pleeease? not even if we do the cross-eyed, tongue-nostril touch? don’t get this blog wrong: it’s a fine, fine coffee, with some of those now-notorious panamanian aromas of lily and honey. once wetted, though, the berry notes and sweet lemon noted by others just don’t fully materialize. we’d say “watery,” except that would imply a dosage problem. so instead: muted, maddening, inscrutable, lightweight.
for charity, we tried soft and hard-water formulations, various french-press ratios, etc. always a hint, never enough flavor to grab. we’d doubt our sensory abilities on this one, except that we roasted the 2006 carmen ourselves and found it extraordinarily complex and rewarding — even on a table with lady ez. let’s say 12, eh?
points for the nifty package insert.
UPDATE: it’s been noted that we procured this coffee quite some time ago. surely the oldness of the coffee isn’t to blame for the above-mentioned muteness? rest assured: this blog consumed the stuff weeks ago — from one to 14 days after the roast date — and took copious notes.