I am enjoying a much needed beach vacation this week, but I have been reminded of a new category I have been meaning to launch: Coffee Tragedies. Being an unrepentant coffee snob in a world of coffee troglodytes, there is seldom a day that goes by when I don’t witness some tragic waste of beans. But ever so often I comes across such a heinous crime committed in the name of coffee, that it seems worth recording so that future historians can look back and understand why our civilization was doomed to failure. But I hyperbolize (only a little).
While I admire the attempt to offer variety (although almost certainly many of these are flavored coffees) this is no way to treat any self-respecting brew.
A Baker's Dozen
