First time writer!
I got a Freshroast 8 for Christmas last year and have not looked back since=
Having moved from San Francisco to Kent, Ohio last summer, the gift was a
necessity, not a luxury. There are two coffee shops in this college town,
believe it or not. An "independent" one with crap for coffee, and
Starbucks, which took-over the only other coffee house, one with deep
cultural roots stretching back to the pre-riot days and which had incubated
quiet a vibrant local 'scene,' which has since disappeared....
Anyhoo, what finally brings me to write - of the so very many things that
often push me to - is to report back from my own NYC caffeine experience
from this past weekend.
I had followed the thread earlier this summer about the NYC field trip some
of you undertook, knowing I would be going there for our annual Sociology
meetings. My only day to venture out of the Rockefeller Center area was
last Friday, when it was my turn to caretake our 2 year old (my wife is als=
a sociologist, and luckily our conference responsibilities were staggered).
Of course it was raining hard, and hot - but even with stroller and squirmy
two year old, I persisted: Navigating the subways (with CHEERFUL help from
New Yorkers lifting the stroller in and out of the stations!) and the 6
block walk to Café Grumpy turned out to be one of the best decisions I'd
Lily was busy with a cookie the size of her head, and with entertaining the
patrons with her head-bopping to the indie music pumping out of their ipod
sound system (I've trained her well).
I started with a SO yirg latte which was HEAVEN IN A CUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every single aspect of the experience was spot-on, and the lemon maltiness
of the bean was accentuated, not smothered, by the perfect amount of
perfectly prepared dairy. YUMMM!
Lily was only half-way through her cookie, so I got back in line for a
"house" espresso. NIRVANNA IN A CUP!!! Intense cherry, sour orange, and
milky milk chocolate made me drink it faster than I would have liked, so it
was off for another (Lily was still working on that cookie, well, working o=
smearing the chocolate all over her face and shirt anyway).
When I returned to the table with a SO yirg espresso (to come full circle
and to become fully over-caffeinated), Lily looked at my espresso cup and
remarked "you got CUTE coffee daddee!"). Even the grumpy older woman
reading science fiction at the table (right) next to us finally cracked a
grin at that one.
So thank you to all who made their NYC field trip public record on the list=
I only had time to try the one, but Café Grumpy sure knows their stuff.
Meanwhile, I am enjoying my home-roasting hobby, and am slowly but surely
converting at least three of my neighbors and a few colleagues into people
who can't stand 'normal' coffee. And all this with the Fresh Roast 8!
Someday, Santa might bring me a bigger roaster..... I suppose if they don'=
give me tenure, Kent may wind up with an in-house coffee roasting coffee
shop instead. Even my amateur roasting kicks the pants off of what is
otherwise available here, if I do say so myself....
(Sorry for the long post!)
J. Zach Schiller, Ph.D.
Assistant Professor, Sociology
Kent State University, Stark