Bitter? Some Snobbery.
Perhaps there is no accounting for taste, literally. I used my French Press lastnight to make coffee for brother Matt and mum, and they were rather disgusted at the bitterness of the coffee — all the while I thought it was probably the best coffee I’ve had in a very long time. It’s just like with wine, cheese, tea, etc… unless one has developed a ‘taste’ for it, they won’t like it… ‘contaminating’ it with sugar, creamer, etc, etc… heh. I guess with the coffee from the French Press, well, it’s more like espresso than it is coffee, anyway, enough of that little bit of snobbery.
Brother Matt brought a bottle of wine yesterday, slightly surprising. I did have to laugh a bit when I saw it was vinted in 2002, hehe. ;-)
I apparently screwed up on what I got Louise and David though… I kept thinking that they were all about Backgammon, but it turns out that the game they were always playing was Othello, whoops! Oh well, heh, they have a very nice Backgammon set now though, heh.
Without regard to my efforts, last night was quite uneventful… disappointingly so, oh well. I finished the bottle of wine Matt brought over and the bottle I’d opened the night before, watched “Door to Door” on TNT and went to sleep.