I’ve always loved coffee. Even before I started drinking it on a regular basis, I loved the smell of it – rich, sweet and woody goodness. Coffee was my greatest support throughout the long years of university study, it’s accompanied me to deep and meaningful catchup sessions with family and friends, and it makes the morning just a little easier to face. Let’s face it, without coffee I really wouldn’t know where I’d be.
In pursuing my coffee addiction, I was never much of a discriminating drinker. I’d simply go wherever ‘real’ coffee was available at a pretty good price. But that all changed when Tracey met Di Bella.
It was always destined to be a match made in coffee heaven. So much smoother and sweeter than any coffee bean I’d ever tasted, I suddenly became obsessed with their blends, going out of my way to frequent cafes that used them. I had become a coffee bean brand snob.
So I went a little nuts last week at the Brisbane mid-week Farmer’s Markets and stocked up on not one, not two, not three, but four bags of Premium and Swiss Water Decaf beans.
There is honestly nothing quite like the luxury of being able to freshly grind coffee beans at home for the perfect cup of coffee. But don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me, I know I have a problem…