I've been grinding my coffee by hand for the last few weeks. It's inconvenient. It takes at least five times as long as using an electric grinder. It saves almost no energy from the grid. But there's something about the process that makes me slow down. I feel the beans crunching as I spin the handle on the grinder around. The smell is overwhelmingly good. It's meditative. Sometimes I count the turns so that I know about how much coffee I've ground and sometimes I just stare out the window day dreaming while I grind away. And I swear that there's something about my coffee that seems to taste better.
In the Name of Inconvenience
In the Name of Inconvenience
In the Name of Inconvenience
I've been grinding my coffee by hand for the last few weeks. It's inconvenient. It takes at least five times as long as using an electric grinder. It saves almost no energy from the grid. But there's something about the process that makes me slow down. I feel the beans crunching as I spin the handle on the grinder around. The smell is overwhelmingly good. It's meditative. Sometimes I count the turns so that I know about how much coffee I've ground and sometimes I just stare out the window day dreaming while I grind away. And I swear that there's something about my coffee that seems to taste better.