I'll take the one on the left I’ve always tended to go for things I like in a big way. I suppose this could be a good and a bad thing. I expect it’s a necessary quality if you want to write a novel and what’s more get better at doing so. I’ve not to date found any alternative (and believe me I’ve tried) for the hard work it takes to get better at something. I heard someone say something on the radio a while ago about it requiring somewhere in the region of ten thousand hours to approach a level of competency in a chosen field. I think I can agree with that. I bet Leonardo did his ten-thousand. He may have had a bit of a head-start on the rest of us what with being a genius and all, but the muscles in the hand and arm don’t perform exactly how you want them to just because you happen to be a genius – they have to be trained and conditioned through a lot of practice.
Anyway, I digress; this post is supposed to be about great coffee. I love the stuff. I don’t drink too much of it though (see opening sentence about going for things in a big way!). Many years ago I developed a very unsettling twitch under my left eye. I thought I must be stressed-out almost to breaking point, until I paused to consider whether the fifteen cups of strong coffee I tended to drink each day might have something to do with aforementioned twitch.
Life lesson: ten-thousand hours of coffee drinking won’t increase your ability to enjoy the stuff or in any way improve your skill at drinking it. In fact, pursue the ten-thousand hours rule here and you may end up in a strait-jacket, or worse still, find yourself in a straight hexagonal box!
Sometimes, not too often, something comes your way in life and it’s magic first time. The IT guy who told me about his affection for coffee and first mentioned the Aeropress, struck me as someone who (though probably not ten-thousand) had very likely chalked up a lot of hours in his quest for the perfect cup. It was nearly my son’s birthday and being a fellow coffee aficionado I bought him one and then invited myself round to his flat for a taster. Never a bad idea, I’ve learned, to try untested things (preferably non-lethal) out on your children! The result was that I went home and ordered one for myself as well as a milk frother for my wife, who prefers a latte to the straight Americano I go for.
Result: smiley wifey and smiley me, in coffee heaven at an incredibly affordable price! As another fan puts it on their packaging, “… it produces a better espresso shot than many home machines that cost twenty or thirty times as much.”
I should point out that I am not in the employ of Aerobie, the people who make the Aeropress. I just believe credit should be given where credit is due.
Genius!
Anyway, I digress; this post is supposed to be about great coffee. I love the stuff. I don’t drink too much of it though (see opening sentence about going for things in a big way!). Many years ago I developed a very unsettling twitch under my left eye. I thought I must be stressed-out almost to breaking point, until I paused to consider whether the fifteen cups of strong coffee I tended to drink each day might have something to do with aforementioned twitch.
Life lesson: ten-thousand hours of coffee drinking won’t increase your ability to enjoy the stuff or in any way improve your skill at drinking it. In fact, pursue the ten-thousand hours rule here and you may end up in a strait-jacket, or worse still, find yourself in a straight hexagonal box!
Sometimes, not too often, something comes your way in life and it’s magic first time. The IT guy who told me about his affection for coffee and first mentioned the Aeropress, struck me as someone who (though probably not ten-thousand) had very likely chalked up a lot of hours in his quest for the perfect cup. It was nearly my son’s birthday and being a fellow coffee aficionado I bought him one and then invited myself round to his flat for a taster. Never a bad idea, I’ve learned, to try untested things (preferably non-lethal) out on your children! The result was that I went home and ordered one for myself as well as a milk frother for my wife, who prefers a latte to the straight Americano I go for.
Result: smiley wifey and smiley me, in coffee heaven at an incredibly affordable price! As another fan puts it on their packaging, “… it produces a better espresso shot than many home machines that cost twenty or thirty times as much.”
I should point out that I am not in the employ of Aerobie, the people who make the Aeropress. I just believe credit should be given where credit is due.
Genius!
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