I'm sooooo boring; same coffee day after day.
As long as you enjoy it, that is what matters.
The only variables are whether I wash the dirty cup before making the second and whether I use my finger or the flat side of my pocket knife's fish hook extractor to level the grounds in the portafilter.
I love it too much to try anything else, so stop tempting me with all those fantasmalicious beans and additives!!
There are days when I think that I would prefer to never touch - or drink - anything other than Ethiopian coffee, and, every time I return to Ethiopian coffee, having been drinking something else for a while, it is sheer bliss.
However, every so often, I haul myself (sometimes with difficulty) out of my coffee comfort zone, and try out coffee from elsewhere, any place other than Ethiopia.
That is how I discover new coffees that I have come to realise that I like (some superb coffees from El Salvador, for example, and, indeed, Colombia, as well as some pretty good ones from Burundi), and a few outstanding coffees from Yemen, a place where (on account of war, civil war and conflict), it has now become very difficult to obtain coffee from.
Now, granted, there are some discoveries which - to my mind and palate - are best left undiscovered; well, those coffees, I simply choose not to order again.
