Coffee for douchebags.
I freely admit I’m one of ‘those people’.
I’d rather not have coffee than suffer a bad cup. I will search for, try, and pour out countless cups in search of something great.
Buying beans is a carefully considered adventure that often takes me to wooden-floored, brick-walled roasting houses full of people with beards and thick rimmed glasses to find exactly the right bean for the job.
If I’m going to expend that much effort finding the right roaster with the right beans, I have to have a better than average grinder. Every bean is different, every roast has its own setting which needs to be ground meticulously and deliberately to the right coarseness. Next is the process of precise weighing.
You need the right amount of ground coffee to make the perfect cup. Which means you need a scale that’s accurate to the gram, just like a drug dealer!
Once you have the right bean, grind and...
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