As you probably heard already tomorrow is International Coffee Day. So what I can hear you saying, for me every day is international coffee day. I couldn’t imagine not having coffee as part of my day. At least three or four in the first half of the day and then after lunch another two. After dinner I generally like an espresso to bring my coffee day to an end. Of course everybody doesn’t have the same taste when it comes to the liquid gold. Apart from the endless varieties of coffee beans available, each with a unique taste, coffee over the last few years has also acquired moral values determined by the manner in which it is grown and harvested and traded. Nowadays it is not enough that coffee tastes a certain way it is also necessary to be sure that when you buy a cup of coffee you are not supporting a set up which abuses the farmers who grow and harvest the bean. One must be sure that in order to get that perfect cup of coffee you have not aided and abetted a system which punishes the grower and rewards the middle man and retailer. So assuming that the coffee trail from the plant to the cup is ethical and fair, there is really only one sin that can be committed during the final process of turning the bean into a cup of coffee. There is really only one thing that can make me turn away from a cup of coffee. I don’t mind if its hot, lukewarm or cold. It doesn’t matter if it’s black , white, sweet, cappucino’d, latte’d, expressed, macchiato’d. I care not a whit if it is made with a Gaggia Barista machine, french press, dripped, stove topped, even if it’s from one of those awful flasks and was made two hours ago, it doesn’t matter. Only one thing matters.
It must be strong... and when I’m out driving, it must be the best coffee on the road.