the beauty is in the surprise. you never know what you're gonna get. will it be good? will it be trash? my regular order has surprised me a thousand different ways.
I tend to quickly (often negatively and almost always incorrectly) judge everyone and everything, and this blindingly shiny, incredibly difficult-to-open package of ground coffee was not spared from this ugly quality of mine. I was shocked to discover these grounds actually brew piping hot pots of coffee that make my apartment smell like a Dunkin’ Donuts but taste as if Dunkin’ Donuts’ coffee didn’t taste like water. I start every morning with a cup of this, frothed with pistachio milk and a little maple syrup (bonus recs!!!), fueled up and searching for something new to (mis)judge.
here defined by: doing homework in the sunshine with a lightly toasted and buttered gluten free bagel, bitter iced coffee, and indigo de Souza (not pictured)
