Starbucks Coffee
I hate to admit it, but I have become a coffee snob. 12 years ago, I would have pulled out the Folgers can, added some hot water, a little sugar, and said “Now that’s good coffee.” I would have allowed the burnt coffee aroma to waft over me, and treasured every blazing hot sip that I took.
Now, I almost get physically sick walking past the round containers of pre-ground coffee as I make my way through the supermarket. Pre-ground? Is it still 1992? If so, I’m going to go buy AOL stock. I shudder at the thought of the oxidation that has taken place, of the lack of flavor, and robusta beans. Are you kidding me, Robusta? Folks, I’ll have you know my lips only touch pure Arabica from Jamaica, Hawaii, Kenya, or my online coffee roaster. Juan Valdez can take that little burro of his back to Columbia, and bring me back some real coffee. Read more