Tell me about the best cup of coffee you've ever had

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please.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:10 (twenty-two years ago)

I drank it out of the Stanley Cup.

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:14 (twenty-two years ago)

You disrespectful bastard.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:15 (twenty-two years ago)

disrespectful to what, coffee or hockey?

― The Huckle-Buck (Horace Mann), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:15 (twenty-two years ago)

Adam, next time you're in L.A. be sure to hit the King's Road Cafe. The coffee is amazing.

― Spencer Chow (spencermfi), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:15 (twenty-two years ago)

:( I was almost gonna drive down to LA this weekend, but sadly it is not to be. I will file this tip away for a future visit. Thanks!

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:17 (twenty-two years ago)

http://www.reelcriticism.com/ziggyrealm/images/tvphotos/twinpeakss1e1.gif

― kephm, Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:19 (twenty-two years ago)

The day that Twin Peaks ended, I went to McDonalds for cherry pie and coffee. I was only a kid.

― @d@ml (nordicskilla), Thursday, 18 March 2004 19:20 (twenty-two years ago)

I wrote this after several of my own coffees:

There should be cake for all. And I'm making the coffee. No-one except my Zen coffee master makes better coffee than me. You know how good my espresso is? I take a thermos of it to the finest cafes in the land, and drink it openly in front of the bastard faces of the staff, because once you've tasted this black gold, you cannot go back down to that shit. You just can't.
I'll tell you another story about my espresso. When people come round and I give them coffee, they fall into silence. A reverent silence descends. Then one of them might say, 'holy f***, this is some damn fine coffee'. That's how good it is.

I go to the best grinders, I make up my own blend, I SPECIFY the coarseness of the grind, if necessary I get the manager in, especially if I'm getting attitude from the cheese goofer at the counter.

Then, fueled with this mellow, deep, arabica, crowned with a the slightest of lemon astringencies, I come up with the most ridiculous, the most pointless posts, imaginable.

― the music mole (colin s barrow), Thursday, 18 March 2004 20:03 (twenty-two years ago)

The best cup of coffee ever: 6am on a southbound train in Mexico, standing between the cars in the morning desert air. Nescafe instant with way too much sugar, bought from a uniformed porter. It's never been matched to this day.

― andy, Thursday, 18 March 2004 20:30 (twenty-two years ago)

Probably at Cafe duMonde in New Orleans after playing a parade in the soaking rain, some cafe au lait and beignets to warm up and dry out for the first time all day.

― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 18 March 2004 20:34 (twenty-two years ago)

Although I've had various cups of coffee & Bailey's that have really hit the spot, like last night after work for example, or while playing a wedding on a riverboat in the Mississippi.

― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 18 March 2004 20:36 (twenty-two years ago)

Mmmm, this reminds me of that little cafe in Paris...what was that one waiter's name?...JEAN-LUC!

― nickalicious (nickalicious), Thursday, 18 March 2004 20:38 (twenty-two years ago)

there used to be an indoor international food court place on Ellis street in downtown SF and there was an espresso joint there run by an Italian guy who made what was undoubtedly the greatest coffee on earth. It blew me away it was sooooo perfect, exactly the right temperature, watching him pour a cappuccino was like watching a master artist. He had postcards from people from all over the world that he could show you if you asked that would back up this assertion (no shit). Then one day I went by there and the whole food court place had been shut down. I've never had better coffee.

― anthony kyle monday (akmonday), Thursday, 18 March 2004 21:21 (twenty-two years ago)

One of those teeny, tiny, blow-your-head-off strong cups of espresso at an Italian restaurant/jazz club in Amherst Mass, a place way too expensive for me to go to on any kind of regular basis. I drank it and it was like I could feel the flavor filling my head and throat, like a shot of good tequila.

― Tep (ktepi), Thursday, 18 March 2004 23:10 (twenty-two years ago)

Starbucks.

― Francis Watlington (Francis Watlington), Thursday, 18 March 2004 23:28 (twenty-two years ago)

I have a soft spot in my heart for nescafe in foreign countries. gewd.

― bill stevens (bscrubbins), Thursday, 18 March 2004 23:30 (twenty-two years ago)

My own coffee, made on the stove in the morning, a nice dark espresso in a mug made with one of those stainless steel Viv coffee machines. Its a morning ritual and it is a goooood thing. I make 3 shots worth and drink the lot. I like my coffee strong and dark (but never bitter).

― Trayce (trayce), Friday, 19 March 2004 05:09 (twenty-two years ago)

deep dark woods in wyoming, I was 16 and no coffee drinker yet. we were camping, metal coffeepot bubbling over a fire. my mom's boyfriend produced a bottle of Yukon Jack, poured a couple fingers into a couple of cups of coffee, and handed them to me and my brother. we all recited from the bottle: "Yukon Jack is a taste born of hoary nights, when lonely men struggled to keep their fires lit and cabins warm."

fucking A.

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 19 March 2004 05:14 (twenty-two years ago)

actually I just re-read that, it sounds gay. but we didn't all have sex.

― Begs2Differ (Begs2Differ), Friday, 19 March 2004 05:18 (twenty-two years ago)

― oops (Oops), Friday, 19 March 2004 05:21 (twenty-two years ago)

Well, come on, it was Wyoming.

― Casuistry (Chris P), Friday, 19 March 2004 05:22 (twenty-two years ago)

A couple of months ago, at a "dining/living" fair here in Frankfurt(lots of gourmet food and drink suppliers and kitchen and dining room furnishers displaying their wares) I was offered a free espresso from an Italian import shop located in Darmstadt. Same deal with the barrista as Anthony experienced -- just watching him work the espresso machine made me realize I was in the presence of artistic mastery. I have never sipped an espresso more slowly, nor enjoyed one more.

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― Colin Meeder (Mert), Friday, 19 March 2004 07:43 (twenty-two years ago)

Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee, rarest and most delicious of all varieties. I had an especially good cup in Kinston once, sipped from white china while sitting on a porch watching a torrential rainfall sway the palms outside.

― antexit (antexit), Friday, 19 March 2004 10:24 (twenty-two years ago)

And for espresso: the velvety Kleiner Schwartzen at Cafe Hewelka in Vienna, where Kafka and Max Brod used to hang out. It arrives on a silver tray with a tiny glass of cool water, a little chocolate pastille, and a sugar cube wrapped in paper printed with the profile of a famous Viennese composer. You put the pastille in your mouth and drink the coffee slow, letting it flow over the chocolate on your tongue and melt it just a touch with every sip, listening to the rustle of newspapers and the clicks of chessmen on marble tabletops.

― antexit (antexit), Friday, 19 March 2004 10:35 (twenty-two years ago)

Circa 1992, just outside Dead Horse Point National Park in Utah. Car camping just off the road while traveling the great Southwest, we woke up one morning and my old pal named Jimmy cooked us up some coffee cowboy-style in an old enameled pot sitting right on the fire. He musta used the whole bag of grounds. Still the strongest coffee I've ever had--in fact, it opened my eyes (wide open) to the full pharmacological possibilties of the stuff. And the scenery weren't bad either.

― Lee G (Lee G), Friday, 19 March 2004 16:07 (twenty-two years ago)

Bar Italia on a very sunny, slightly rainy day. I would make the trip today for another cup of that coffee, turn right back around and come home if I could afford the airfare.

― roxymuzak (roxymuzak), Friday, 19 March 2004 17:02 (twenty-two years ago)

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