The French Press Grounds at the Bottom of the Cup

Time consumes a lot of coffee. Once upon a time, I began keeping track of what I drank, by saving the labels from the various bags of coffee I purchased. Eventually I stopped, but still kept on to the old labels. They will end up archived here.

Don't expect tasting notes. I know what sorts of flavors I like, but can't describe them myself. If you ask, I'll say it tastes like coffee. And wine tastes like wine. And beer like beer. You drink one, you've drunk them all. Except for coffee in a tea bag. That stuff is bad.