I recently recounted in some detail my adventures in roasting and blending coffees to give as gifts for the holidays. And, as it happened, I ended up with *two* blends that are gonna be wrapped up with little bows on ‘em. The unexpected blend happened when I messed up, and plunked some fairly dark-roasted Harar in the wrong bowl, where it landed in a pile of Uganda Bugisu Mbale. Lo and behold, an eye-opening, syrupy morning cup was born… it’s now in little jars with tags on it reading “Christmas Morning Blend.”
I wonder how many of our very favorite blends are on purpose, and which are happy accidents?
