VERY Dark Roasted Coffee Beans

11 03 2010

All I wanted was a nice coffee. A nice proper frothy coffee. The kind of coffee the all singing, all dancing coffee machine in the corner of my kitchen can make. Could make. Last time I used it I just about mastered the steam in the milk thing (various vessels full of milky water later). Tonight I was confident. Tonight my confidence went up in smoke, as did the coffee machine. First the billowing steam. Then the billowing smoke and smell of charred coffee, but the milk was lovely and frothy.

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