Talking to Craig Hiron, of Sydney Australia, via a crystal clear Skype connection is not unlike interviewing a marathon runner after they have just nabbed the Ironman. Sapped of every molecule of strength with just enough left over to engage in a conversation, he muses... "As various moments of...
One of the joys of reviewing coffee equipment, espresso machines, grinders and so on - is the variety... and the pleasant surprises that come with the task. And task it is - and responsibility. Because at some point you come to the conclusion that this endeavor is part job, part obligation, part pa...
In over ten years of testing every imaginable coffee brewer and espresso machine, I have come to one important conclusion. There is no one particular machine that is perfect for everyone - but there is a method or machine for just about everybody. For lovers of drip coffee there are a few devic...
In almost 15 years of writing about specialty coffee, I used to think that I would have been better off writing about something else; like expensive cars... or space travel... or 5-star hotels. Because, the way I see it, for the last 10 years or so, there have been no shortage of equipment manufa...
Henry Ford did not invent the automobile. Nor was he a member of the braintrust behind the assembly line. He did, however, change the world by employing an assembly line methodology to produce cars - cars which could be within reach of the average American family. From 1909 til its retirement...
In 15 years of playing with an endless variety of coffee machines, I viewed, with much suspicion the appearance of the POD machine. Here is the deal. Having grown up with god awful coffee - coffee whose taste I largely attributed to its freshness and my ability to prepare it in an ideal enviro...
Talking to Craig Hiron, of Sydney Australia, via a crystal clear Skype connection is not unlike interviewing a marathon runner after they have just nabbed the Ironman. Sapped of every molecule of strength...
My family and I used to live in Bangkok, which is where I went to high school. It was in Thailand that I grew up on Starbucks frappuccinos. I was more of a tea drinker back then and had not yet acquired...
A rebellious act - I grew up in a home where coffee was prepared by emptying a kettle over a small mound of Maxwell House instant grounds. My father would fill his mug to start the day while my mother...
For me, it all started gradually. There was no transcendent “a-ha” moment brought on through a single sip that has served as the bedrock for my appreciation. Rather it has been an evolution...
The smoke billowed out from the deep, cast iron skillet, the wood fire blackened the bottom of the pan as the heat blackened the crackling coffee beans. A long life of hard work and worry marked...
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