Archive for category ‘shameless robusta filler’

speaking of pure taste experiences that have nothing at all, in any way to do with rank status-mongering …

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

when it comes to those "ellusive" and "exhilirating" coffee experiences, this blog can hardly think of anything more joyous than a good cologne and coffee pairing involving, possibly, a "coffee taster's helmet." what will these studly taste geniuses think of next -- that is, when they get back from trotting ...

breaking: this blog is sometimes snarky

Friday, May 9th, 2008

burbling up from has-bean steve's riveting photographic coverage of a trip to coffee origin is this nagging concern: that guatemalan water apparently shrinks your pants. what must it do to the coffee?! UPDATE: sigh. we actually like euro pants. it was a floppy joke, aimed at a very cool guy. ...

stuffy brit stud stuffs south carolina!

Friday, April 4th, 2008

it's not hard to tell which part of hoffmann's roaring east coast victory tour he enjoyed least. hint: it's the two-town leg he has yet to blog about -- more than three weeks after it happened. conspicuous! p.s. you could argue, of course, that this blog's involvement in greenville and atlanta ...

CI looks a gift horse in the mouth

Tuesday, March 18th, 2008

you might think the generous opportunity to crash with the blogwife at a certain east coast coffee juggernaut's atlanta training center for a night would lull us into complacent, insidery back-slapping mode. you'd be wrong! in another periodic bursts of bloggy public service journalism, this blog's secret cameras bring you these ...

in praise of the kitchen sink

Thursday, March 13th, 2008

forbidden yirgacheffe, on nate the finger's home bar. when a week of spro tripping morphs largely into a survey of home bars, it's either a sign of this blog's emerging homebody clinginess or a commentary on the quiet consistency spreading among the junkies -- not genius, typically, but more and more ...

easy love from CI

Thursday, March 6th, 2008

it was tough love the last time we saw the blogbrother's chicago home bar. and for good reason: this time around, the gleam factor is markedly improved! the cleanliness is all his, the denuded portafilter the product of this week's random brotherly conspiracy ...

hoffmann watch redux

Monday, March 3rd, 2008

if, like this blog, you're studying world champeen barista james hoffmann's triumphal east coast concert tour, what pokes you in the eye is the conspicuous open date in an otherwise shoehorned-full event schedule. so, lessee, the cover boy is in charlotte on the 12th and atlanta the 14th, with -- ...

quotes fly, CI blogs

Sunday, February 17th, 2008

rousing insight of the weekend so far, quoted as this blog remembers it: "i'm sick to death of the third wave. i mean, if a person needs his calcium, his 20-ounce latte to help his bones fight the onset of osteoporosis, and i can make it for him, then hey! i ...

CI exhibits non-influence!

Tuesday, January 29th, 2008

if a lone blog falls silent for a month -- in a forest of coffee blogs -- does anyone notice? CI says no! it's been a week since we've read anyone else on our beverage subject, and already 101 new coffee blog posts percolate in the RSS reader. we can, ...

no man comes to microcosm except by jon lewis

Friday, December 21st, 2007

lucey's innocent comment spurs an epiphany: the barista-poet's staggering microcosm espresso blend isn't available on the internet. is there a more notorious third-wave roaster/practitioner whose product can't be had with the click of a mouse? clearly, this puts everyone at the mercy of jon's mailbox espresso diplomacy, no? that's either ...

you will be grateful

Monday, December 17th, 2007

recipients of this blog's seasonal giving often look at us with a seething expression that says, "riiiiiiiight. you gave me coffee because you've got it coming out of your tear ducts, and probably overroasted this batch while mindlessly slurping a closeted fungus." and yet, giving coffee can be actually sacrificial. ...

rethinking the 87 oz. cappuccino cup

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

still more proof that baristi are an elite fighting force uniquely qualified to know secret ninja moves from the government. p.s. the term "baristi," in this case, is of course used quite loosely. one aggrandizes where one can ...

chi-town gets gastronomic graft

Thursday, December 6th, 2007

someone tell cigaragay, he of chicago foodie fanaticism: turns out windy city food inspectors took bribes to certify "hundreds" of restaurant industry people who otherwise had not met sanitation standards. were the city's illustrous coffee establishments in on the scam -- or were they just too ignorant to know the "chicago way?!"

the blogwife writes a book, which only happens to loudly debut at the same time as a major motion picture of the same name

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

a writer's cardinal, cliched uber-rule: remember yer audience. which is what this blog should have done last month when it agreed to a paying barista gig for a wedding reception. first clue: they were italians. who knew they'd want so many straight shots of spro?! tonight, then, becomes a divining exercise. ...

CI star-gazes

Saturday, November 10th, 2007

having successfully o'ercome the revulsion to coffee that somehow accompanies cold-weather illness, this blog re-emerges womb-fresh and wonders aloud: could terroir's new daterra espresso appear any more startlingly flaxen? blur your eyes a bit, and it could almost pass for breakfast cereal! it's the new crop from the famed brazilian locale, ...

possibly the source of this blog’s malady

Friday, October 12th, 2007

all this talk of our favorite, fungus-dependent beverages has this blog wondering: what genus species is this mutating in our espresso machine drain tank? and what is its favorite coffee varietal?

CI nearly procures scalds!

Thursday, September 6th, 2007

and now we know: the screaming noise, when emanating in a sort of tortured-puppy shriek from the intestines of the espresso bulkhead, most likely indicates an inordinate buildup of pressure. the boiler pressure gauge, with its needle quavering well beyond the extreme maximum reading, is a certain confirmation. and the ...