- The coffee tasted bad.
Acrid and with a sweet, sickly smell.
The sort of coffee that results from overfilling the filter machine and then leaving the brew to stew on the hot plate for several hours.
- James Dyke
- The Conversation
The sort of coffee I would drink continually during the day to keep whatever gears left in my head turning.
Odours are powerfully connected to memories.
And so it’s the smell of that bad coffee which has become entwined with the memory of my sudden realisation that we are facing utter ruin.
It was the spring of 2011, and I had managed to corner a very senior member of the…