Once fall hits, two things start to happen in my life:
- I start spending a lot of money on gifts and less on coffee.
- My free weekends to hang at coffee shops are filled with other events such as the Texas Book Festival, my mother’s birthday, holiday shopping, holiday parties, and traveling.
In other words, I really haven’t had the chance lately to enjoy the world of coffee.
The last time I was in a coffee shop for more than just a quick stop for drip coffee was a few weeks ago to meet a friend for his birthday at Stouthaus. I thought I would try something new, so I grabbed a pint of Cuvee’s Black and Blue cold brew nitro.
To be quite honest, I was in agony with every sip.
I’m a dark beer drinker, and I love bars that offer nitro stouts, so when I first saw coffee shops offering the nitro cold brew, I was intrigued. I didn’t try it right away mainly because I am never in the mood for something cold, and if on the rare occasion I am in the mood for something cold, I usually want alcohol, not a pick-me-up.
Maybe my expectations were a little too high because of my preference for nitro stouts, but nitro just does not have the effect on coffee that it does on beer. The flavors of a stout are usually enhanced by the creamy texture that the nitro creates, but that is not what happens with a cold brew coffee. I actually wouldn’t call the texture of a nitro cold brew creamy, just less watery, and the flavor is just, well, blah.
Unfortunately for me, the agony of the nitro cold brew continued long after my consumption of it. I didn’t think about this at the time, but the serving size of a cold brew is typically larger than that of the average cup of coffee. While the caffeine content of a cold brew can depend on brew times and dilution ratios, when you drink a pint of the stuff, you are still consuming quite a big dose of the stuff.
In other words, I was sick to my stomach for several days after the fact, and I’m pretty sure I’ll never drink the cold brew coffee again.
Anyway, not even my morning cup of coffee has been meeting my quality standards. Because I’ve spent so much lately for the holidays (And on my car. Poor Simba the Civic.), when my mom didn’t like her new coffee beans (purchased bulk from the grocery store) and offered to give them to me, I gladly accepted them. For the past week or so, I’ve been drinking over-roasted and stale coffee beans.
I can’t wait to be through with them, but once my supply is low, I am marching right over to Houndstooth to get some of their delicious offerings.
Excuse me while I clean up my drool.
Hopefully, this coffee rut won’t last for long. I’m headed to Denver again for the holidays, so I’m crossing my fingers that we’ll stop at Sweet Bloom on one of the days that I am there. Also, Mozart’s will soon have their light show up, so of course, I’ll stop by for a latte and a slice of cheesecake.
In the meantime, if you are curious and would like to see more of my day-today coffee escapades, follow me on Instagram. Because no matter how busy I am, I’m always posting pictures of my coffee.
The one and the only Pookachino