Random coffee love

I've been remiss in blogging lately as my job has kept me very busy and "He" has renewed his interest in brewing beer once again (Can we say "spin-off blog?!"). Consequently our days have been filled searching for lost brew pots, making sure we have stuff ready for my work, and doing other family oriented stuff. Plus, it took much longer than anticipated for the new espresso to arrive so we had nothing to review. After sweating things out worrying that our prized espresso would not arrive until this week, it showed up in our mailbox. We have tried it and will be blogging about it this week.

Nevertheless, I have been out and about drinking beans while I can. Unfortunately I have not been to any new places, just the same trusty ones I usually frequent. I've had a couple more cappuccinos from Thump and while one was pretty good, the other was just okay. Thankfully, it was not bitter though. I gotta give them that. I myself have gained quite the understanding of how difficult it can be to brew a good cup at times. After it took me several pulls and several failed cups of the Redline, I was beginning to think it was my lack of barista skills. However, I have not had this problem with the new brew nor did I have the same issues when we used up the rest of the Doubleshot blend we had on hand. So I can't really say if it was the beans or me. Either way it made me appreciate what it takes to get a good cappuccino.

We have been recording lots of shows on Italy and man does it make us long for Rome again. Everytime they show a shot of fine Italian caffe our mouths starts to water. We can't for the life of us remember anything detailed about the taste of those cappuccinos except that they were some of the best we've ever had. But I wonder if now that we've broadened our palates some and tasted the difference between over and under extraction, would we still be impressed and fall madly in love with the re-tasting of Italian caffe? If anyone wants to fund a trip for us to fly back over there and sample a bunch of espresso for them, we will gladly accept their offer. We will insist we fly in Business Class as that seriously rocks, though!

I should also add that there have been many poignant times this past week where I have been sipping a freshly made cap and thinking to myself what a beautiful place this is and how lucky I am to do what I do (which affords me the ability to work from home). Truly, there is nothing like a yummy cup of espresso and milk on a gorgeous, sunny, warm but not hot, day. Sometimes it feels too good to be true.

Until next time fellow coffee lovers,
~*~*She*~*~