Being my friend requires that one be willing to suffer!
Your post was made at 2146 EST, isn't it past your bed time by about 6 minutes?
Speaking of suffering. I went out with several friends this evening to ummm, Starbucks. Not because I wanted to, but because they begged me to. I bought a caramel latte like I used to get a few months ago, but haven't had since then.
As I now grind my own beans and brew my own coffee and pull my own espresso shots, I have forgotten, delightfully so, how bad Starbucks "coffee" tastes. It was horrible, terrible and disgusting and horrible. Neither the milk nor the caramel could cover up the bad coffee taste. It left an abominable aftertaste in my mouth that even at this moment is still there.
As I was chatting with one of them, he was telling me how despite him using creamer in his coffee of various origins, one being *cough* instant coffee *cough*, among others from chain restaurants to specialty coffees at times, that he is beginning to taste the differences in them.
At this point he said now that he can taste the difference in coffee it may be time for him to cut back. I said no, you're at the cusp of the beginning of knowledge of what being a coffee connoisseur is, the brink of enlightenment, or knocking on the door of an insane asylum!
I went on to explain my own sickness and how I've transformed over the course of this year to being only a few steps behind Shrink as I meander around the bend of insanity. I spoke about my recently acquired grinder and how I've learned about the differences in them from burrs to blades and doser to doserless and what grind adjustments do and so forth.
I tried to impress upon him the supreme importance of how drastic a difference in freshness is and why it's important to have it. I imparted my experiences with less-than-fresh coffee in my life prior to owning a grinder and that coffee at chain restaurants just doesn't compare.
All in all, a good time was had with friends and in a coffee shop I was able to imbue the nuances of coffee preparation and surmise why their coffee wasn't the best stuff available. I suffer for my friends benefit.
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