April 16, 2005
by deCadmus
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While day one at SCAA in Seattle offered a number of notable moments, not the least of which was an affirming and thoughtful and thoroughly enjoyable keynote by Jane Goodall — yes, that Jane Goodall — in my mind it … Continue reading
April 15, 2005
by deCadmus
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Newsflash: It’s not raining in Seattle! At the moment, anyway. Me and 10,000 of my closest personal friends are have converged in this, the city of my birth, for the Specialty Coffee Association of America Conference and Expo… and the … Continue reading
April 11, 2005
by deCadmus
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I’ve spent the last week getting to know the Zojirushi Fresh Brew… and for the most part, I’m quite pleased. It has some foibles [which I'll get to in a moment] but on the whole it’s a very capable coffee … Continue reading
April 11, 2005
by deCadmus
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Rating: Rating: The most intriguing coffee I’ve tasted this week is courtesy of Bernie Digman, roaster/owner of Milagro Coffee y Espresso in Las Cruces, NM. The coffee… an organic bean from the Galapagos Islands. Yes, those Galapagos Islands… the archipelago … Continue reading
April 5, 2005
by deCadmus
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Just in time for all the SCAA-goers who’ll soon be thronging the many independent coffee houses of Seattle, the Starbucks Delocator! Enter a ZIP and the delocator will provide a list of nearby user-entered, independent [read, non-corporate] coffee houses. The … Continue reading
April 5, 2005
by deCadmus
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So you’ve found your way out of the labyrinth of canned coffee at the megamart. You’ve discovered a roaster in your home-town —or maybe one on the web— that roasts with the care of a craftsman and the inspiration of … Continue reading
April 1, 2005
by deCadmus
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For Friday, a selection of espresso porn. The case for single origin espresso, from malachi @ Stumptown Too many tampers, gallery @ Reg Barber’s The naked portafilter, discussion @ CoffeeGeek The naked portafilter II, photos @ coffeelinkcentral The naked portafilter … Continue reading