Before making this thread I checked to make sure it didn’t already exist, and realized that the thread title change of the DOOM thread I never read was not just ironic. Anyway you can do all your same posts from there in here if you want but I promise if you tell me coffee is bad I will vandalize the tea thread in retaliation
Anyway I’m making this thread because a) I love coffee and b) have noticed that the city of Edmonton is apparently in the midst of a
pandemic completely and utterly unexplainable shortage of Chemex filters, like everywhere I go they are out of them and when I ask the clerks or baristas or whatever get this look of panic on their faces. It’s kind of funny.
I have managed to luck out and buy them consistently despite the shortage, but when that happens the person who sells them to me is like, visibly shocked that they actually have them in stock.
They sell them in boxes of 100 and I make coffee every day and I have experienced difficulty locating them for purchase like, at least three times, so that gives you a sense of how long it’s been going on. Wonder if the beginning of that corresponds with anything in particular, probably not, not worth thinking about.
Well, today my luck finally ran out and I tried like 3 different places that had all totally exhausted their supply. The last one did have those reusable cloth filters which I bought and used this morning, and this is I guess more practically speaking why I made this thread. It’s actually not bad! Now I feel bad about all the paper I’ve been wasting on non reusable filters.
Here are some memorable coffee experiences i have had. What are yours? What was your most precious cup?
Drinking black coffee with spicy breakfast food makes it feel like an entirely different drink, I recommend it
Despite being a lowkey coffee snob I also have very fond memories of those 3 in 1 instant coffee things that come pre sweetened and lightened. The beverage of choice when hosteling, reminds me of waking up early before a day of wandering around aimlessly in an unfamiliar place. I miss that
I don’t really feel like the escalation of my coffee fixation is all about chasing one particular past perfect cup. Instead, I try to make up for the absence of like engaging environments and scenarios in which to drink coffee through just increasing the raw power and flavor of coffee that I make in a boring at home setting. The finest single origin bean brewed with care is still less interesting to me than sitting in a chill environment enjoying semi-decent coffee while deeply engaged in some silent activity. Because of that when I try to think of a single Best Coffee Experience I keep coming back to an afternoon I spent in this overpriced Taipei cafe watching the pouring rain while sitting at the tiny counter by the window on the right side：
Feel like pure shit, etc.
One of the other profs in my department is like a serious high-end espresso fanatic and we have bonded over our shared love but I have nowhere near his level of devotion. This is kind of what made me realize the experience for me is more about atmosphere and mood than quality in the abstract sense. But I enjoy the coffee flavor.