My pour-over journey, part 31: the bloom
After 30 parts, I finally understand the bloom. You pour a little water, then you wait 45 seconds and think about your choices. I now bloom twice, once for the coffee and once for me.
Notes from a Third-Wave Barista
Extraction, ratios, and other things nobody at the party asked about.
Hi, I'm Rowan. I weigh my water, I name my grinders, and I once returned a flat white because it was "emotionally flat". This blog documents my pour-over journey, one gram at a time.
Why I stopped using a kettle and started using a feeling
Temperature is a social construct. I heat my water until it looks ready, which is 94.2 °C.
Decaf: a conversation we need to have (no)
Short post. The answer is no.
I tasted 40 beans blind. Here's what my tongue said.
Mostly "ow". Remember to let it cool.
This page brings its own character. Mugsy the mug is public-domain sample art, loaded with gary.core.js and a data-character URL instead of the default character, and uses Mugsy's own "personal" package. Rowan and this blog are made up.