Monday, November 23rd, 2009
I don’t drink instant coffee. Does that make me a snob? Probably! This is why…
Whilst I write this I’m slowly drinking 438mls of coffee from the Sidamo region of Ethiopia. It’s from the Wotuna Bultuma co-operative and I bought this coffee from a chap for whom quality is the only consideration whether he buys a particular coffee or not and I trust his palate and the skill of his team to roast this coffee to bring out it’s best.
I opened the bag of coffee this morning and inhaled that first burst of aroma. Hot cross buns, mincemeat, candied peel, hmmm. I weighed out 30grams in my kitchen scales, poured it into a hand grinder and turned the crank for about a minute. The smells magnified as more surface area was exposed to air, releasing gases. I can no longer pick out individual scents but a sense of sweet, richness fills my olfactory system. I drop the coffee into a waiting filter, sat inside a glass brewer on my scales, with my timer at the ready. I wet the grounds with a little water, twenty to thirty seconds off of the boil. I then top the water up to just less than half a litre, pouring slowly, steadily. As the water drips through the coffee and filter it leaves a halo of light brown foam around the grounds - proof of the coffee’s freshness. After almost four minutes the final drips drip and I remove the filter.
I wait another minute or so before I pour any coffee into my cup. I like this cup, it’s heavy and warm and white. As I pour the coffee in, I see the colour starts as light brown, it then turns to red and then deep black. As I bring it to my mouth the aroma concentrates again. This time, it’s fruit tones – sweetness, citrus notes and lively acidity. I know as it cools, that when I have a second cup it will be sweeter and brighter still.
This coffee wasn’t quick to brew. I do have 5 minutes to spare most days. It wasn’t expensive or exclusive – I can brew 5 litres for the price of two beers at the pub or one coffee and muffin on the motorway. It was gorgeous and drinking it was an experience and a pleasure. For me that’s what coffee is about and I would encourage anyone and everyone to swap their granules for a French press, some fresh coffee and a few minutes of time to really ‘get’ coffee. If you sell cups of coffee I’d encourage you to consider how you could add that romance, theatre and flavour to your customers drinks – if I could buy this on the way to work I’d be a happier man.
