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For an espresso aesthete pitching one  coffee against another is like
telling your two favourite sons to bare knuckle fight in the basement.
It’s hard to do. But not as hard as giving one of them a gold medal. It
can be put off no more, I can hear the Bialetti calling.

First, a vital word about utensils. Coffee must be treated as an
aging beauty, nothing in its presentation must be left to chance. The
perfection of the beverage must be reflected in the quality of its
presentation. A demitasse of perfect ivory, or on a summer’s day, an
exquisite hand-blown glass.  If you are ever offered a coffee in any
other sort of container, refuse it as you would a cup of plague.

And so to our pretenders. Sidamo - If patenting had been
around in the 9th century Ethiopia would be home to more
millionaires than Manhattan. We have these East Africans to thank for
cultivating the first Arabica bean. So having a cup of Sidamo is like
settling down to a Cornish pasty, or Parma ham - you know the maker
knew what they were doing. Sidamo is lightly perfumed and full
bodied, with a lingering bitterness like a bar of rich dark chocolate.
Each sip is full of charm and charisma, like welcoming a favourite
guest

Sulawesi is as dark as a 19th century Ghanian coal mine,
though with a perfume that jumps immediately to Versailles at its
most decadent . It lingers like that library book you’ve had so long you
daren’t take it back.

WINNER: Sidamo. Quality and originality always win through. Each
cup is different, each cup has its own character. But all will inspire you
Beethoven-like to greatness. Never underestimate the power of coffee.
Never accept substitutes. Sip and smile gently.

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