I just got a brand new Rancilio Silva espresso machine, and you (probably) don’t have one.
It is built like the proverbial brick shithouse. I need no longer dread any difficulties finding our cricket bat to combat an intruder: the coffee filter holder alone could easily fell an ox. Yes, I will be updating this post with pictures once I’ve picked the kids up from school.
Update 17 Feb: or I’ll get around to putting the picutre up on the weekend, actually.
originally uploaded by tigitogs. Note industrial-grade new coffee filter on right and old plasticky Saeco one on left for comparison.
We were meant to get it yesterday as our mutual V-day present, but it was a day late getting delivered.
You know what this means, don’t you my fellow coffee snobs? Yes, now I have to start roasting my own beans.
Addit: I’ve had the first cup of coffee, and now I know exactly how Harry felt a few years ago.
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