Like many individuals, I have a deep passion for coffee—and yes, I might be considered a bit of a coffee snob. Go ahead, roll your eyes if you must, while you sip on your sugary concoctions. I’ll be here enjoying my meticulously brewed cup of a premium blend, savoring the rich aroma that transports me to far-off lands.
But before you throw your coffee sleeve at me, let me clarify: being a coffee snob doesn’t imply I’m a coffee expert, nor do I judge anyone else’s choices. My childhood mornings were filled with the familiar sound of a Mr. Coffee brewing cheap brand-name coffee, a daily ritual my mother couldn’t start without. When I dared to take a sip, it felt like I was drinking something akin to battery acid mixed with damp socks—definitely not appetizing.
My first real coffee experience didn’t come until my mid-20s when a colleague handed me a mug during a particularly rough morning. That initial cup wasn’t smooth sailing, but it jolted me awake like nothing else. I quickly found myself craving a better quality brew. Thus began my journey into the world of coffee.
I may not own a fancy kettle or an upscale grinder, nor do I subscribe to any coffee magazines, but I do value the origin and roasting process of my beans. I’ve even been known to use exaggerated descriptions, claiming a coffee is “full-bodied with hints of chocolate” just for fun. The truth is, a really good cup of coffee makes me feel energized and alive, and yes, if that classifies me as a snob, I’ll own it. Do you relate to any of the following?
- I can’t settle for mediocre coffee.
Even in dire caffeine need, I won’t compromise on quality. At home, I take my time to brew the ideal cup (more on that in point 2). When I’m out for an espresso, I’m more than willing to wait for the right drink. - My coffee brewing process is sacred.
I’m an AeroPress enthusiast, which involves boiling water, measuring coffee grounds, and carefully crafting each cup. I have a select set of mugs that are off-limits to everyone else. A splash of milk and the exact amount of sugar are essential before I can truly enjoy my brew. - I seek out destination cafes.
I’m known to go out of my way to find a café that serves exceptional coffee. The camaraderie of a local spot where the barista knows my order by heart is worth every extra mile. - I understand the coffee jargon (mostly).
I can differentiate between a flat white and a cappuccino, and I’m well aware that the crema on espresso has nothing to do with cream. Still, I appreciate a simple, well-brewed cup of coffee—just not the brand that shall not be named. - Ground coffee is not for me.
Coffee loses its freshness after just a few days, no matter how well you store it. I prefer asking my barista to grind beans for the week, ensuring I have the freshest possible coffee. If you buy beans from the store, most have grinders available right in the aisle. - Starbucks deserves my respect.
While my coffee tastes have grown, I can’t forget the role Starbucks played in introducing me to quality espresso. The year my coffee obsession began coincided with a new Starbucks opening nearby, and those seasonal drinks like Pumpkin Spice Lattes are simply delightful.
So yes, I proudly embrace my identity as a coffee snob, and I know I’m not alone in this passion.
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In summary, if you find yourself nodding along to the signs of a coffee enthusiast, welcome to the club! Your love for quality coffee is something to cherish.