Anne is cooking up the next New York Coffee Society get-together as we speak. Should be something fun and informal. Stay tuned to your friendly neighborhood coffee blog for an announcement.
But the nonsense has got to stop at some point. Time to break out the score sheets. No more cinnamon toast barbecue. This gold is raining down from on high: flavor, aftertaste, acidity, mouthfeel. And the aroma's not the same thing as the damn fragrance.
If you would like to learn some serious pirate battle tactics kind of shit (I'm looking at you, Andrey), send an email to the NYCS. We've got the hot water and the serious coffee. And some actual legit descriptors. Bring a pen cause people are always stealing that kind of thing.
The flag flies black over the valley June 11th. I'll keep it all up front here.
Hi Dan! I saw your name in the New York Times! Congratulations!
Posted by: Rebecca Youngs | May 29, 2008 at 10:23 AM
Hi Rebecca!
Long time no connect... How have you been!?
Posted by: Daniel Humphries | May 30, 2008 at 09:16 AM