I used to think coffee was just coffee. You know, caffeine in a cup, nothing to write home about.
Then I walked into this Oklahoma spot and realized I had been living a lie for years. The difference is right there in the smell.
Fresh roasted beans have this warm, nutty, almost sweet thing going on that pre-ground bags just cannot touch. I watched them roast a batch while waiting for my pour-over, and the whole room filled up with that magical scent…