But it's a Canadian institution! · Friday June 23, 2006 by colin newell
Help me out here folks… (or folk. Could be I am down to my last reader. — life sucks when you are as dull as I am.)
But what do they put in Tim Horton’s doughnuts?
I know what you are thinking. What is coffee-guy doing at Tim Hortons anyway?
Yea. It is a Canadian institution. As Canadian as Lloyd Roberston. As trusted as Lisa Laflamme. It’s the beaver. You know it. You trust it.
Ok. So maybe it was the coffee.
The coffee.
Here is the deal. I eat a doughnut from Tim’s and honest-to-God, when it hits my stomach, it instantly reconstitutes itself into a whole doughnut again. Maybe it grows a bit. Maybe it shape-shifts into a Canadian-tire dime-bag of brass-screws. I don’t know.
All I know is, I feel like I have a 15 pound sinker-lead in my belly.
It’ll pass. Maybe I can walk it off.
Actually, Tim’s coffee is not that bad. If, perhaps, you compare it to Folgers or Chase & Sanborn or Post-um. It is not that bad.
There might just be a fleck or two of Robusta in there. Not sure of it but maybe.
I mean – my caffeine-ometer red-lines when I come out of there.
Could be the coffee and the maple-dip together.
Maybe I should chew more. The coffee I mean.
I chew the doughnut. Lots in fact.
Anyway – need to be careful when flirting with the desecration of a national monument.
Really. Really careful.
The friday from left field... · Friday February 24, 2006 by colin newell
This has been one of those (beg your pardon) I didn’t see this coming kind of weeks.
One of those weeks when there is more going on (or falling into your lap) than you would normally get in your average month.
My life is normally pretty routine. Like anyone else. Get up, shower, eat, work, come home, cook, read, write, floss, sleep, repeat.
Sound familiar?
Except this week (and parts of week previous) were, somehow, different.
Dharma.
Huh? Yea. Dharma. Explanation later.
Someone wants to put my name on a billboard – visible by 50,000 people a day. Okay. Why?
A high-end prototype coffee grinder arrived on my door-step this week. Fine.
A swiss made coffee maker arrived today (for testing and yes it is going back in 7 days or less). Have to write a review.
I received an Aeropress coffee maker in the mail a couple of weeks ago from one of the rock stars of the coffee-biz: Reg James at EspressoTec.Com
Okay – that is old news.
Today the inventor phoned me… on the telephone. Sort of out of the blue. More on this later…
Dharma – yea, I’m getting to this.
I have had a flurry of e-mail from the lovely and talented baroness of the New York coffee-scene: Fortune Elkins
I sort of saw this one coming – I e-mailed her first. Still, I wasn’t expecting an enthusiastic reply – I mean, this is Fortune after all. Her work on Bread-Coffee-Chocolate-Yoga is legendary. Anyway – more chatter on the merits of the Aeropress coffee maker, coffee, life, universe, etc. I expect to have a continuing dialogue. There is a lot for me to learn here.
Alan Adler of Aerobie.Com called today – the inventor of the Aeropress coffee maker. Right. One of those days. Note to self: Call him back when I have some half intelligent questions for him. Alan is a smart guy. 40 patents under his belt. That is 40 more than me. Visit his website.
Dharma – I do not entirely understand what this means. Spiritually, I am not that deep. What I do get is sometimes clusters of things happen for reasons beyond human comprehension. Sometimes coincidence is just that – a random series of events seemingly unrelated unravelling as they will. At this moment in time, I am not entirely sure.
On a day like today... · Tuesday January 24, 2006 by colin newell
A photo gallery from a past San Francisco trip!
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Ground Zero for Victoria's best coffee · Saturday December 3, 2005 by colin newell
There are more coffee joints in Victoria than car dealers and, let me tell you Bernice, they all want to sell you something. Trick is to find what you are looking for.
Personally, I look for the people that know what they are talking about (in a way that makes sense to my pearl sized brain), people that believe in what they are doing, and lastly people that do not give me the crazy-creeps talking about coffee in a way that I just do not get!
Sam Jones, Victoria’s ubermyster coffee god, holds court at 2% Jazz on Douglas Street (adjacent to the Times-Colonist building). Surrounded by the finest in coffee-espresso hardware and only the finest baristi that the city has to offer, Sam takes the bean to levels that other cafes can only daydream about.
The thing about Sam is, he cultivates leading-edge ideas in the kind of positive environment that offers genuflection (courteous acknowledgement) to everyone in the coffee-chain, from the farmer to the cup.
As Dave Anderson (of Ottawa) and I sat in 2% Jazz, the other day, it became readily apparent that every single body coming through his door was a little wiser about the caffeine bean than the average schelp that walks into Starbucks looking for their Vente whatever.
Sam is a teacher, a damn good teacher. He believes his gospel and when he starts to preach the good word, you cannot help but listen.
I could not help but gaze in wonder as he led Dave, by the hand (Ok, stretching here) up onto his raised pulpit behind his glistening Synesso espresso machine. I could almost hear the choir as Sam coached Dave through the fundamentals. Dave, who is a seasoned coffee-nerd from Ottawa, came away exclaiming “That was the best coffee I have ever had in my life!” Where else in Victoria would you actually become part of the espresso experience?
Only at 2% Jazz, that is where!
If you want real coffee and the best espresso that the city has to offer, drop your pretense and your double-cupped swill take-away and get your feet down to 2% Jazz.
