Article: The Daily Grind – From Your Home

My mother and I rarely exchange Christmas gifts, but this (past) year I noticed that I had an old Breville BCG800XL (“Smart Grinder”) laying around. Well my dear sweet mother had somehow lit what she called a coffee grinder (basically an old blender) on fire so I figured: why not drop the little Breville off with her for the holidays?


Our writer, Josh Belville, loves the Breville.

All this got me to thinking about coffee grinders at home. I’ve read an absurd amount of blogs and little articles in various magazines for what the “Best Home Grinder” is and so forth – frankly I’m not all that impressed with the information. Therefore, what I’m going to do in this write-up is twofold: (1) distill some of the more basic info down for you so you don’t have to go through the tedious process of reading all the blogs, watching YouTube videos, etc. and (2) I’ll give you some fine advice on what to get grinder wise since, honestly, it’s pretty damn cut and dry.

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Article: How to French a Press – Now With Sexy Pictures

The French Press (FP from now on – not DP in case you were looking for porn) has been making a bit of a commercial comeback in Portland over the past few years. Places like Stumptown, Ristretto, Cellar Door, and even non-roasters like Stomping Grounds, Albina, and Arbor Lodge have been serving it as their go-to artisanal coffee brewing method Continue reading “Article: How to French a Press – Now With Sexy Pictures”

The Tale of Ye Ol’ Mazzer in the Land of Port

If you’ve been around the PDX coffee scene a bit you’ve no doubt noticed the tendency to use Mazzer Grinders (Robur and Kony are the standard, but you’ll see a Super Jolly, Major/Luigi, and the occasional Mini about depending on the place and their brews). So what’s the deal with airline foo – I mean Mazzer’s? Well aside from an excellent marketing team the industry standard was basically set by Stumptown in 1999 (La Marzocco/Mazzer, you’ve seen that slick red lettering and the 4 M’s a million times). Continue reading “The Tale of Ye Ol’ Mazzer in the Land of Port”