Is it just me or are there others who get off on everything coffee.
Just now I made the perfect French press coffee, probably the best ever I tried. I am a novice with coffee but I enjoy making it. I enjoy opening up the bag, smelling the aroma and seeing and hearing the sounds of the little roasted beanies clicking against one another. I love scoping them up, putting them in the grinder and hearing the changing sounds of the clicking of the beans while breaking down their shell, and hearing the sound of grinder change as the grinds get smaller.
Opening the grinder is another experience of its own and seeing the texture of fine grounded coffee making peaks and valley shapes in the grinder, and you are reminded of the peaks and valleys of the fields of your child hood in the mist. You notice the smell is different once you open the grinder, your mouth starts to water and you get the urge and try to anticipate what it will taste, how it will look once you pour the boiling hot water, how will the foam froth and form and how will the texture look as it forms.
The last part is probably my fave. You take the filter paper put it around your press for the fine fine grinds and slowly and consistently apply just the right pressure to watch the different of streams of bands of coffee shoot up through the filter paper and press, you see the color change with the ever changing and darkening bands of brewed coffee. You finally reach the bottom and notice your mix looks perfect, you notice the aroma is rich and smooth like velvet silk and spread throughout your house.
You finally taste the coffee after mixed to your liking, and realize this is the most perfect cup of coffee you have ever tasted. You notice all the micro steps and indulgence you put into making this coffee combined together to make the sum greater then the whole, and you have just made love to the coffee.
Every little part of the process gets me off.
Just now I made the perfect French press coffee, probably the best ever I tried. I am a novice with coffee but I enjoy making it. I enjoy opening up the bag, smelling the aroma and seeing and hearing the sounds of the little roasted beanies clicking against one another. I love scoping them up, putting them in the grinder and hearing the changing sounds of the clicking of the beans while breaking down their shell, and hearing the sound of grinder change as the grinds get smaller.
Opening the grinder is another experience of its own and seeing the texture of fine grounded coffee making peaks and valley shapes in the grinder, and you are reminded of the peaks and valleys of the fields of your child hood in the mist. You notice the smell is different once you open the grinder, your mouth starts to water and you get the urge and try to anticipate what it will taste, how it will look once you pour the boiling hot water, how will the foam froth and form and how will the texture look as it forms.
The last part is probably my fave. You take the filter paper put it around your press for the fine fine grinds and slowly and consistently apply just the right pressure to watch the different of streams of bands of coffee shoot up through the filter paper and press, you see the color change with the ever changing and darkening bands of brewed coffee. You finally reach the bottom and notice your mix looks perfect, you notice the aroma is rich and smooth like velvet silk and spread throughout your house.
You finally taste the coffee after mixed to your liking, and realize this is the most perfect cup of coffee you have ever tasted. You notice all the micro steps and indulgence you put into making this coffee combined together to make the sum greater then the whole, and you have just made love to the coffee.
Every little part of the process gets me off.