It's sort of interesting living with a coffee geek. On the one hand, I've drank pretty of marginal coffee in my life and I've been glad to have it. On the other hand, I like good coffee and living with a coffee geek means there is always plenty of it around.

Of course, we have different views. SG knows way more about coffee than I do. We have an espresso machine but damn if I know how to use it. She can talk at length about different roasts, blends and all that. She can also describe the taste of coffee much more eloquently than I.

And then there is me.

Her: This is good coffee. It has a nice aroma, starts out bright and citrusy then ends with a chocolaty after taste.

Me: This is good coffee. It doesn't taste like burned popcorn and I can't see through it.