Coffee Origins

I am generally someone who thrives on absolute, predictable routine. I like to wake up at the exact same time […]

Whenever someone finds out that I am deeply passionate about specialty coffee, they almost always ask me the exact same

I own a very specific, slightly obnoxious personal rule whenever I visit a new specialty coffee shop for the very

Carrying a receipt in my left hand and two identical-looking bags of coffee in my right, feeling completely certain that

There were three identical white ceramic mugs sitting on my kitchen island. A friend of mine, who had been patiently

I have a specific drawer in my kitchen that I affectionately refer to as the graveyard. It is packed to

I stood in place over my stove on a rainy Sunday afternoon, completely mesmerized by a stainless steel saucepan. I

I spend a considerable amount of my free time experimenting with digital image generation. I am incredibly meticulous about it.

I actively believed that fruit and coffee were mortal enemies. If I walked into a café and saw a menu

I physically broke my first coffee grinder on a Tuesday morning, and honestly, it was entirely my fault. I had