Do you take your coffee seriously? Me, I’m a fanatic.

I started off with a Mr. DRIPSALOTTADRIP pre-college days. We’ll skip the wild college years. And the first marriage. Then, having learned about cooking beans, humidity levels at harvest time, how much sweat/tears went into the early stages of the product (Fair Trade and such), I arrived at an Italian Lamborgenie, Contouth model where your rear window (water reservoir) is… shit, where’s the window?

I had proper coffee now. This was the cobblestone kinderkuppa I stood on.

Track forward the next 12 years, black pearls of wisdom, more Genies and Pressure Cookers from Italy and The Netherlands, and you will have arrived at my most aromatic, captivating cuppa feeh I’ve ever created. The acidity- mwah! Tasting notes- I’d say Earthy and with a hint of calcium.

Look away, faint-of-hearts, and you lot of scumsipping teabaggers, THIS - IS - COFFEE and you bet your bottom pocket lint you can’t duplicate or mass produce it for consumerism.

Needs a name for my coffee manifesto. Rage Against the Grinding? Spill it, my fellow coffee deviants and aficionados. Name it.