Coffee Flower Intoxication

By pigwhisperer, November 24, 2009

On Sunday the coffee trees flowered. Actually, buds have been around for a few weeks now but the flowers finally opened. It looks like snow has fallen on the farm. And the smell! The air smells like jasmine and it’s so strong that it’s (literally) intoxicating. After breathing this coffee-flower-air all night, I woke in a stupor. It was hard to move, hard to open my eyes, hard to even think about waking up. This was Land of the Lotus Eaters stuff. This was Serpent and the Rainbow zombie-making type stuff. The flowers are already losing their smell and wilting a bit. We’re hoping for rain in the next few weeks, to give the coffee trees enough energy to turn those fertilized flowers into beans.

Sunday Poem

By pigwhisperer, November 14, 2009

“Making a Living”
by Dana Wildsmith from One Good Hand: Poems

Out here where we make our living
on a farm we won’t let die,
work days last as long as I do

then while I sleep my shadow-work
goes on in dreams of you
juggling to set a roof beam, but

whichever end you aren’t gripping
slips, and no one to help you hold.

Some nights my mind’s dream-worker
can’t find food to feed us,
or there’s food but I can’t reach it.

Last night while we were both asleep
I searched for paying work,
but everyone said, “Go home and finish

your jobs that need doing there.” How?
Work done for love is never done.
Each evening I stow our tools
in the shed like hound pups
hot and spent. Time for them to rest

as I need rest. I wish I could believe
each day winds down to done,
each night brings perfect sleep,

but I’ve made the bed we lie in
with extra covers,
knowing nights can start hot, end cold,
and knowing work carried over to dreams
is one of the darker sides of our living.

Our first Ancho

By pigwhisperer, November 11, 2009

Mexican food is our weakness. In July, we planted pepper seeds: Giant Ancho, Anaheim, Habanero, Poblano, Jalepeño. We added some tomatillos to the mix (purple and green) and hope to make some amazing salsa verde before 2010. This is one of our baby Giant Anchos. Isn’t he a fox?

The Life of a Coffee Bean: Part 5

By pigwhisperer, November 10, 2009


Poor beans. They’ve been picked, washed, stripped, dried, and now they will be classified. Even after the wet classification process—where bug-eaten and unripe beans are separated from red cherries—there are still ways to make coffee better. This is the dry classification process.

In late November, after the pulped beans have dried and rested, we run them through another series of machines. It’s kind of like an amusement park for coffee beans—lots of drops, turns, and spins. Only when beans leave this ride, they are transformed. We are essentially creating a series of gates to make sure bad beans—bug-eaten, sour, unripe, malformed, broken—do not get into the final product.

The first machine uses sharp sieves to hull beans. After pulping, coffee beans are covered by a stiff husk that, after drying, has the texture of a fingernail. This husk must be removed before beans are roasted. Underneath the yellow husk is the raw coffee bean most of us are familiar with: sage-green in color, rounded on one side and flat on another, with a line through the middle.

After hulling, beans are dropped into a second machine that uses another set of sieves that sort by size. Size 10’s, also known as “peaberries,” are the smallest beans. Size 18’s are the largest. (A quick note: the peaberry is an anomaly of nature. When two bean halves fuse inside the cherry, making an oval-shaped bean, this is a peaberry. Peaberries are considered to have amazing flavor because their oval shape makes them roast better.) Why are beans sorted by size? It’s all about the roasting process, which is essentially cooking beans. Small things tend to cook faster than large things. The same is true with coffee—if small beans and large beans are roasted together, the smaller beans will burn to a crisp while the large beans might be perfectly roasted. This adversely affects the flavor of roasted coffee.

After beans are sorted by size, each lot (Size 10, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18) is run separately through our density table. Have you ever played air hockey? Well, the density table is essentially a large air hockey table, only angled to one side. Bad beans that snuck their way through all other gates will not usually get through this one. Bug-eaten, broken, sour, and malformed beans generally weigh less than good beans. Air lifts these bad beans higher, while better beans stay low. So good beans float to the special exit, while bad ones go into the reject pile.

Specialty grade coffee has no more than 5 full defects in a 300 gram sample. No primary defects (sticks, stones, husks) are allowed. Why such rigid standards? It’s all about the roast. Coffee beans must be roasted before they’re consumed, and roasting is a science all its own. Roasting will be the final and sixth part of The Life of a Coffee Bean.

Finados

By pigwhisperer, November 2, 2009

Today is Finados. It is a day to remember all those who came before us, to light a candle for them, and to commemorate their lives.

    Ancestors

by Harvey Ellis

my ancestors surround me
like walls of a canyon
quiet
stone hard
their ideas drift over me
like breezes at sunset

we gather sticks
and make settlements
what we do is only partly
our own
and partly continuation
down through the chromosomes

my son
my baby sleeps behind me
stirring in the night
for the touch
that lets him continue

he is arranging
in his small form the furniture
and windows of his home

it will be a lot like mine
it will be a lot like theirs

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