A delicious flat white using some Jamaican Blue Mountain beans that arrived unexpectedly today.
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee. Show all posts
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Fasting Fast Approaching
Over at Akram's Razor, Svend captures the zeitgeist:
Gulp ye coffee while ye may, for Ramadan is but 2 weeks away.
As is the case every year, Ramadan arrives just as I'm trying to get back into some semblance of an exercise routine.
So much for that plan, at least for a month and a half or so. There's always the nocturnal walk, I suppose.
Labels:
coffee,
random musings,
religion
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Square Mile Coffee Roasters
I had the good fortune of chancing upon London's newest roasters in full swing the other day. Coffeegeek.com's forums are all aglow with praise for the new company that boasts the World Barista Champion 2008, Stephen Morrissey, on their staff.
Anyway, after a relatively painless drive through East London and a bit of almost-legal parking I wandered along a narrow alley until the smell of roasting coffee and enormous brown sacks signposted the way. My perseverance was rewarded by a super-fresh batch of roasted coffee (the WBC limited edition espresso blend). As it was so fresh, the staff advised to let it air for a while otherwise the resulting coffee would be too gaseous.
So I drove back with a half-open bag of freshly roasted coffee beans on the passenger seat, stopping at red lights to inhale the aroma, like a refined glue-sniffer.
Anyway, after a relatively painless drive through East London and a bit of almost-legal parking I wandered along a narrow alley until the smell of roasting coffee and enormous brown sacks signposted the way. My perseverance was rewarded by a super-fresh batch of roasted coffee (the WBC limited edition espresso blend). As it was so fresh, the staff advised to let it air for a while otherwise the resulting coffee would be too gaseous.
So I drove back with a half-open bag of freshly roasted coffee beans on the passenger seat, stopping at red lights to inhale the aroma, like a refined glue-sniffer.
Labels:
coffee
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Espressoholicism
Rancilio Silvia, Home ©Tauseef Mehrali 2006
Mid-pour, Home ©Tauseef Mehrali 2006
Crema, Home ©Tauseef Mehrali 2006
Labels:
coffee,
photography
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Lucy or Silvia?
I'm in a state of inner turmoil. The necessary decision has been the victim of my determined procrastination. It's now a matter of life or death...
I'm ditching my Gaggia Cubika and Dualit grinder setup and, having briefly flirted with the idea of a super-automatic machine, have narrowed the shortlist to two candidates: The Rancilio Lucy or the Rancilio Silvia with a Rocky Grinder.
If you're in the know (or for that matter even if you've never worried about the colour of the crema on your espresso) cast your votes.
I'm ditching my Gaggia Cubika and Dualit grinder setup and, having briefly flirted with the idea of a super-automatic machine, have narrowed the shortlist to two candidates: The Rancilio Lucy or the Rancilio Silvia with a Rocky Grinder.
If you're in the know (or for that matter even if you've never worried about the colour of the crema on your espresso) cast your votes.
Labels:
coffee,
random musings
Friday, April 14, 2006
Mocha Madness
Mo•cha n.
1. A rich, pungent Arabian coffee.
2. Coffee of high quality.
3. A flavoring made of coffee often mixed with chocolate.
4. A soft, thin, suede-finished glove leather usually made from sheepskin.
5. Colour. A dark olive brown.
A mocha can prove to be the perfect beverage when you can't quite face the intensity of an espresso but are in no mood to uncover the child within by ordering a hot chocolate. Unless you're in Seville.
Last time I was there, I popped into a reputable looking coffee shop with some friends and ordered a mocha. The barista wouldn't have looked more clueless had I asked for a liquidised poodle in Japanese. I proceeded to explain (via the medium of mime and my primitive Spanish) how the drink was a wonderful concoction, perfectly balancing coffee with chocolate. He repeated my instructions slowly to himself and subsequently to his fellow baristas who in turn broadcast my seemingly blasphemous order around the cafe. By this point everybody was laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of such a drink and of a person who would order it.
I ended up ordering a hot chocolate. Good Friday Mubarak!
1. A rich, pungent Arabian coffee.
2. Coffee of high quality.
3. A flavoring made of coffee often mixed with chocolate.
4. A soft, thin, suede-finished glove leather usually made from sheepskin.
5. Colour. A dark olive brown.
A mocha can prove to be the perfect beverage when you can't quite face the intensity of an espresso but are in no mood to uncover the child within by ordering a hot chocolate. Unless you're in Seville.
Last time I was there, I popped into a reputable looking coffee shop with some friends and ordered a mocha. The barista wouldn't have looked more clueless had I asked for a liquidised poodle in Japanese. I proceeded to explain (via the medium of mime and my primitive Spanish) how the drink was a wonderful concoction, perfectly balancing coffee with chocolate. He repeated my instructions slowly to himself and subsequently to his fellow baristas who in turn broadcast my seemingly blasphemous order around the cafe. By this point everybody was laughing at the sheer ridiculousness of such a drink and of a person who would order it.
I ended up ordering a hot chocolate. Good Friday Mubarak!
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