We’re pretty passionate about it, as you might have guessed by now. That said, we get absolutely irate at the mere mention of certain coffee chains, and openly mock words like “grande” or “venti,” let alone “frappuccino.”Įven in Italy, where there is amazing coffee all about, we will still bitch and lust for a “Flat White.”Ī “Flat White” you see, and it’s capitalized because it deserves to be, is for many aficionados the epitome of the coffee experience. That’s not to say it’s impossible for a stuck up Melburnian coffee snob to find their style of coffee in the United States, it’s just proved more difficult to do so. In our quest for the taste of home, we’ve heaped scorn on those pots of disgusting brewed coffee so disturbingly prevalent in the United States, not to mention the American aura of coffee superiority. We’ve traveled through the ‘burbs of Tokyo, scooted all over Thailand’s Koh Samui, combed Helsinki and suffered in London until the past decade or so. Melburnians, like myself, have been known to spend inappropriately large chunks of our traveling jaunts hunting for a our version of a “decent coffee.’ Crap coffee but.” (The use and location of the “but” is perfect Melburnian syntax, btw.) Forget also what anyone from Sydney or Auckland might say.Īnd being from Melbourne, we have this air of potentially misplaced coffee entitlement that we feel allows us to judge any place we visit by the quality of the coffee. All scientific evidence – made up or otherwise – backs this up. Jealousy because we Melburnians know we have the best coffee in the world, built upon a strong Greek and Italian migrant influence. I cop a lot of grief for this, but I know deep down it is actually born out of respect, deep admiration and jealousy from my critics. This automatically makes me a coffee snob.
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