I was first introduced to coffee by my ex fiancé, Alex while I was living in Sydney. We started having a cappuccino every other day and finally brought a coffee machine in the early 90’s. Alex took the machine when we separated, I got the bread maker, which turned out to be a poor choice for a glutard ( I found out a few years later that I was gluten intolerant ).
Anyhow I was in my early 30’s then and have enjoyed a good coffee almost daily since. I no longer make coffees for myself as instant isn’t worth the effort and a good expresso machine just isn’t portable enough for our life style. Luckily in Australia coffee is good and cafés are every where. So as sit here in Sydney International terminal about to head off to Manilla. I’m wondering if this will be my last good coffee for two weeks?