I am drawing circles hoping to find my rhythm; the mojo queen in my creative desert. It’s no fun to feel abandoned and thirsty.
Drinking gut punched coffee and getting dirty, does the trick. The feeling that your guts are quenched in browns and steam.
I knew I was in trouble when the barista asked what kind of grinder I was using. Seriously? He seemed concerned that I was not getting the most complete and complex taste from my beans. Because I use Tanzania Peaberry exclusively, he was actually worried.
I explained to him that I used a blade grinder from Starbucks that I bought at least 20 years ago. Then his frown turned into a grimace while saying “if it works for you”.
Damn right it works for me you snot! I like to shred my beans, brew them and enjoy a hot, black cup of coffee.
Do I need it to be more complex? I guess he thought so.