I can't drink shitty coffee any more. Sorry Nike, but I Just Can't Do It. Which is probably good because that means I don't end up reaching for another cup of stale, sawdust-flavored java at work. It's better for me. The only trouble is that I need to do some serious research into the East Bay Coffee scene, although I'm not sure how successful I'm going to be. Everything in my neighbourhood is either Starbucks and Peet's generic shit, or local coffee shops that just don't cut it. There are two world class local places in the City (Blue Bottle and Four Barrel) that know what's up, but that ends up being more of a treat than a place to hang out because it's just a pain going in to the City for coffee. It's great after (or during) a long summer bike ride, but the days of that are beyond numbered for '09. I went to a great place in NYC called Joe's (www.joetheartofcoffee.com) Their website is cool, and they have classes on, well, the art of making coffee. When I'm rich I'll have to invest in a fancy espresso machine but until then I'm going to have to keep using my French Press and milk frother. It's better than my current options around here anyway. And I get to make it every morning. Until then, I'll have to treat myself whenever I travel. Between this and Ducati I should have been born Italian. At least I can afford the coffee though...
