Showing posts with label coffee pot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coffee pot. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Ready for your cuppa Io?


Not that I've been dreaming of Greek coffee the way I dream about $700 espresso machines.  Not that I've been looking for a better way to do coffee than to make it out of beans I roasted the night before.  Not that I need to change anything about my morning routine (except get my kids to sleep past 5:30 a.m.). But I have been intrigued by the unused briki (BREE kee) in my enormous and less than useful coffee pot collection.  They are always leftover at estate sales and cheap in thrift store because most people don't know what they are or how to use them.

So when her sister-in-law in Athens sent a care package that included the most delicious smelling fresh ground coffee I'd ever stuck my nose in, Evdoxia, my Greek cooking teacher, insisted I try some. It smelled so good in the bag. Good and creamy enough to put on your skin like lotion, or put in your mouth with a spoon. Ground so fine it felt like talc.


But the most remarkable thing about it is how easy it is to make a perfect cup. Here's the recipe, it's too easy not to try:



Put two demitasse cups of water into the briki (or however many cups you want to serve). Put it on a burner set to medium heat. While the water is heating, add a teaspoon of sugar, if desired, for each cup of water. Continue to heat about 45 seconds more before adding a heaping teaspoon of extra-finely ground coffee. Stir. Continue heating until creamy foam (the crema) forms and the liquid begins to rise as if it were going boil over. Remove from heat. Immediately pour evenly into the cups. Wait a minute for the coffee to cool and the grounds to settle. Drink down to just above the grounds (more like mud).


That's it. The whole process takes about five minutes, making it and drinking it.  It may look like a shot of espresso, and it does pack a similar punch.  But it is so smooth and creamy, not bitter at all. It is like ... actually there really isn't anything to compare it to. After you drink it you feel like you've had your coffee and doughnut at the same time.

Of course, that's the American way of drinking Greek coffee. The way Evdoxia describes it, serving proper Greek coffee is kind of like a Chinese tea ceremony. There is a certain way of setting the table, and of serving and consuming the beverage and accompanying cookie, spoon of preserves and glass of cognac.

Now wouldn't that just hit the spot for your afternoon snack?

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Lizzie's Got a Brand New Pot

A coffee pot, that is!  I just picked up a cheap Krups espresso machine at the Red White and Blue Thrift Store. It was clean and had almost all the original parts, just missing the lid to the decanter. At $7.95 it was entirely overpriced, but I guess I am a willing participant in the ripoff that RW&B has become. All that being said, this morning I made a perfect double short latte, and then another for Mr. Ryan, and then one for mom-pool/foodie friend Lisa and one more for the road. In other words, it paid for itself already and the brew is better than Starbucks (not hard to beat, I know) or Crazy Mocha. And--and this is really saying something--it is on par with Buena Vista Coffee, my favorite java stop on the Northside, or for that matter, anywhere in Pittsburgh since the Vault and Kiva Han went byebyes.

Home brew may become a habit.  It takes me a bit longer, but I can do it while the squids are flinging their Koala Krisps at each other over the breakfast table. And I will miss the beautiful-eyed elfin baristas who so gently flex their tattoes while pulling my morning joe and serving the most excellent pastries that should not be offered for breakfast to anyone near my glycemia index. So please go to BVC and support the best little coffee house in Pittsburgh.  Or stop by the Brighton Arms and I'll serve you one of my soon-to-be famous lattes on my porch (sans body art).