By Sylvie Edwards | I love coffee… I am particular about my coffee. Some people may think it’s too much. Well, I say, you have to live your life fully caffeinated these days.
It was only when I came to Canada that I really started drinking coffee. Growing up in Trinidad, with it's colonial British influence, tea was my preferred drink. Mind you I was no tea snob, but I would prefer a hot cup of tea on a sweltering day.
Canada introduced me to coffee and much like you not that flavoured caramel, vanilla whatever thing...only plain coffee and I was hooked. I still like tea, and who can resist a good London Fog? However, my morning coffee is the thin black line between me being nice to you in the morning or...that other me that would bite your head off.
My son got this love for coffee from me and took it to the next level. He has a $600 grinder - because nothing else will do - a special kettle to bring the water to a specific temperature based on the coffee manufacturer's recommendation - yeah, you're thinking snob and so am I but I didn't say that out loud. But I'd be lying if I said I did not look forward to his morning brew.
We've talked about ordering Kopi Luwak (Civet poop) and even Black Ivory (elephant poop) refined coffee but are still on the proverbial fence.
Loved the article and the energy - I could tell you had your cup of coffee before writing!!!
What a fun article! I prefer an Ethiopian myself, brewed in a Karlsberger Kanne. We are definitely a coffee household, involved in training wholesale clients and baristas. I have actually tasted the "poop coffee" you mention and for me, it was overrated!
It was only when I came to Canada that I really started drinking coffee. Growing up in Trinidad, with it's colonial British influence, tea was my preferred drink. Mind you I was no tea snob, but I would prefer a hot cup of tea on a sweltering day.
Canada introduced me to coffee and much like you not that flavoured caramel, vanilla whatever thing...only plain coffee and I was hooked. I still like tea, and who can resist a good London Fog? However, my morning coffee is the thin black line between me being nice to you in the morning or...that other me that would bite your head off.
My son got this love for coffee from me and took it to the next level. He has a $600 grinder - because nothing else will do - a special kettle to bring the water to a specific temperature based on the coffee manufacturer's recommendation - yeah, you're thinking snob and so am I but I didn't say that out loud. But I'd be lying if I said I did not look forward to his morning brew.
We've talked about ordering Kopi Luwak (Civet poop) and even Black Ivory (elephant poop) refined coffee but are still on the proverbial fence.
Loved the article and the energy - I could tell you had your cup of coffee before writing!!!
What a fun article! I prefer an Ethiopian myself, brewed in a Karlsberger Kanne. We are definitely a coffee household, involved in training wholesale clients and baristas. I have actually tasted the "poop coffee" you mention and for me, it was overrated!