Gourmet Coffees From Unlikely Sources?
I have to admit that I have never been a big Starbucks fan. Having grown up on real Italian espresso, and cut my teeth on home roasted blends, I’ve been a spoiled coffee lover all my life. In the early 80s, long before Starbucks took over the continent, I discovered the Coffee Kingdom, a delightful little cafe tucked into the elbow of Pleasant Street in the most unexpected city of Worcester, Massachusetts. There, I learned about brewing methods and grinds and roasts and varieties, and further refined my taste for coffee. So Starbucks coffee, forgive me, has never been more …
