Really, these two have little to do with each other. Except for maybe they make me reminisce my kitchen in Colorado and the availability of dark coffee.
I was very excited about shipping my belongings from Seattle to Hawaii. Even more so for the kitchen stuff. In college when I'd get money for gifts or manage to save a bit, I splurged on kitchen things. Some of my favorites were my stoneware pans.
Yesterday I found out that the two bigger pieces don't fit. My oven is too small. I wondered about the bar pan a few weeks ago when I got it unpacked. Last night I thought oven fries would make an excellent side dish. Good thing I checked on the size situation before I started cutting potatoes. Sure, I have a regular cookie sheet, but oven fries are just better off of stone. So is bread and pizza.
And since I'm already in the mood for pouting over my oven's inability to use my stoneware, may as well continue on with my desire for decent coffee. When I first arrived in Hawaii, I thought the Kona coffee was pretty cool. Something different, something neat. Then the novelty wore off. And I noticed that for the most part, "Kona" coffee is typically a blend, with only 10% of the beans actually being Kona. And it is mass produced. So who knows how long ago it was actually made and ground before it made it to the shelf. That, and the fact that I can never get it to brew as dark as I would like, make me miss the coffee roasters in my college town. Too bad neither of the companies I shopped the most ship.