are we also coffee connoisseurs? Or wine enthusiasts?


I was thinking when I made my espresso this morning.

But maybe enjoying music (and passionately committing to the rituals and the environment conducive to enjoying music) has more to do with wine? Scotch? Cognac?

or do you ears work best when....?

grislybutter

I get Yurgachef beans that have a blue berry note. Amazingly good.  I love wine but can't get past the martini these days because Thelonius sounds so live on my system

jh

I like coffee and drink good coffee made with a french press but wine is my job and my passion.

johnto -- My La Pavoni eventually went belly-up and now statue-esqely sits atop my LP shelf. To be sure, me & the wife pulled lots of first class espresso from that machine but when it died there wasn't anybody around to fix it..Even the guy who fixed it several years previously no longer wanted to touch it..

 

Anyway, we replaced the La Pavoni with a Bezzera BZ13. It's pretty much completely automatic, as opposed to the Pavoni's demand that you have hands like Itzak Perlman or Arturo Toscanini if you wanna proper cup of Eye-talian Joe. I must report, as well, that the quality of espresso we brainlessly get from the Bezzera is outstanding. Truly in league with the stuff you might get at the corner bar in Milano. BTW, the beans we put into the Bezzera are the Illy brand, which we are able to get at the local Safeway. We grind the whole beans in a Rancilio grinder. The wife prefers one setting. I prefer another.

The wife and I are also extremely fortunate that we live on the Big Island of Hawaii. There are more than a few small growers, each of whom grow & roast their own version of the truth. Whether you do a drip or put it in the French Press, it'll make you smile.

@edcyn: You just reminded me of the "cleanest" tasting coffee I've ever had---Kona. I don't remember the brand, just the taste. Made my regular (Pete's Sumatra) seem like mud.

that’s pretty deep, some of you are into coffee too.

I tried a lot of brands and stuck with Illy’s. I know it’s not from a farmer who reads Greek poems and has a goat named Ghandi; I leave that to the coffee shops. I am still in search for the best espresso that I can’t spoil with cream and sugar.