Coffee

I am starting my articles on coffee. I first became seriously interested in coffee at a little cafe in Avila, Spain. I ordered a cappuccino. It was magnificent. I decided right then that I would look into coffee. I went to borders when I got back and picked up a copy of The Joy of Coffee by Corby Kummer. This is an excellent book covering the various aspects of coffee by a writer from the Atlantic Monthly. I learned about growing, roasting, grinding, and brewing coffee. It also has a section on coffee from different countries and the characteristics of each.
After reading the book, I decided that i wanted to get a french press. A french press a device for brewing coffee. It consists of a cup and a filter on a stick. You throw coffee in the bottom and then pour hot water over it. After 4 minutes, you push the coffee to the bottom with the filter. I went around town until I found a little gourmet shop back inside a shopping center. I strolled in and asked for a french press. The ancient woman at the front didn't know what I was talking about. But, a large, deep, rumbly, voiced called me to the back. It belonged to a man almost seven feet tall. I thought maybe I was in for trouble because he looked like a motorcycle rider (I cut one off the other day on my bicycle.) I timidly walked back, ready to run. When I got to the back, he proudly showed me his selection of french Presses. I bought a "3 cup" maker along with some Costa Rican and Brazilian coffee.

I had a lot of fun with the french press when I got home. A french press make really good coffee. I made the Brazilian first. It tasted like. . .