The text came in while I was frothing milk. Piper. No preamble. A red crest. Mansfield College. University of Oxford.
When Cecili walked in, all four dogs lost their minds. The load didn't disappear; it divided. It was after dark. Too late for coffee. We ordered honeygrow and ate without ceremony. Then we got to work.
I came to espresso through a health decision, not a lifestyle one. But once I started, I discovered a domain with extraordinary depth. Grind size. Dose weight. Extraction time. The machine responds to inputs, not intentions.