Changing Thoughts and Language Regarding Coffee

I was listening to a Ted Talk this evening by Lera Boroditsky on “How language shapes the way we think.” In the Mormon community, the language surrounding coffee is always negative. Drinking coffee is a “sin.” Coffee drinkers “break” the Word of Wisdom. Even the phrase “The Word of Wisdom” — think about that! It…

Welcoming A New Addition to Mormon Girl’s Coffee Family

I am pleased to announce the arrival of a new member to my little coffee family… My first pour over cup. 12 oz. cup, 30 grams (coffee), 350 grams (water – slightly off boil at 200 degrees) – a little brew of joy. Her siblings; French Press, automated drip, and espresso machine are delighted.  

A Mission Call! – To Cyprus!

My community in the Bronx is truly a crossroads of cultures. And nowhere do I find this more than in our local grocery store. It’s an adventure every time I shop! Don’t even get me started on the butter counter. Today I saw this! Coffee from Cyprus. I’m fascinated. The bags on the left are…

Abandoning my Principles

Nothing has caused me to  “abandon my principles” faster than this. And by “abandoning my principles” I mean consuming sugar…

This Week’s French Press Coffee – May 21, 2018

This week I’m trying a new coffee in my French Press, Philadelphia’s LaColombe, FishTown. So far, so good. Definitely fruity. I’m sure my grind wasn’t top notch. Any experts want to chime in and give me advice? Please!

Relief Society Homemaking Skills

Here are highlights of this week’s free pour practice, my “failure” turned it into something pretty. I wonder — does this impulse to fancy things up come from all those years of homemaking evenings in Mia Maids and Relief Society? Imagine a homemaking evening where the Sisters work on free pours and drink lattes! I…

Free Pour No. 1 meets Timothy No. 2

I’ve decided it’s time to work on my latte art skills. I’m going to learn how to Free Pour, to make the design in the cup while pouring the milk. Attempt No. 1 Hmm. I guess I’m going to have to “study to show thyself approved,” 2 Timothy 2:15 — and drink all the evidence.

Uncle Kermit

My first coffee memory is of my Great Uncle Kermit. After fighting in WW2 – artillery (Paton’s Third Army,) he came back and lived his life quietly in the mountains of Utah as a sheep herder. Every spring, we’d drive down to the ranch in Salina and chase the newborn lambs. Later, in the summer…

If you fail to plan….

…plan to drink deli coffee. A tragic lack of planning on my way to the Crossfit box this morning.