Wednesday, March 23, 2011


So I've figured out what is not good about my base...

The coffee.

It is beyond is unreal.

I'm guessing that they either:

a. burned a couple of pots about 6 years ago and never cleaned out the pots and instead just keep brewing right on top.
b. filter the coffee through the entry mat that everyone wipes their feet on.
c. roast the beans with a little bit of roadkill in the roaster to spice it up.

No matter what, it is terrible. As I've been taken around to meet people, I've kept my eyes peeled for areas where people have coffee makers in their work areas. I want to be friends with those people.

I found an area in my building where the group has both a Keurig and a thing that is a couple of steps up from a will make any kind of coffee drink you can imagine and tell you that you look very nice while it is doing it. Those people are my new best friends. Kristi is going to have to send me a few pounds of beans so that I can bribe my way into their coffee circle.

In Dubai, I did not have coffee problems. I had a layover in Dubai for about 15 hours. Because of the time changes involved with flying over here, I woke up at 2:30 in the morning...wide awake. After a little channel surfing and not finding anything worth watching, I decided to go to the business center to send some emails. Then I decided to just sit and read in the lobby, they had super comfy chairs. The hotel asked if I needed anything and I ordered a cup of coffee. Here is what they brought:

It was so good, probably one of the best coffees I've ever had. After a bit the hotel server came back out to give me the bill and take my cup. I asked for a second cup. He looked at me like I had 2 heads and said, "you want another cup?""yeah, sure...that'd be great."

He brought it. I drank it...then the twitch near my eye told me why nobody orders 2 was wicked strong!

A couple hours later, when I went in for breakfast...the guy that served me the cups of coffee was my server. He asked me if I wanted more coffee...I politely declined. He said, "coffee is very strong, yes"...I agreed...with a big smile on his face he said, "you had 2 cups!"...I nodded.

He then left me alone to jitter and eat my breakfast in was amazing coffee though. I'll be ordering 2 cups again on my way back throug Dubai in a couple of months.


  1. First of all I'd like to say I'm a huge fan of your blog...

    Fascinating story about coffee!!! How about an in depth story on the paper towels or better yet toilet paper. I'll be waiting on pins and needles.

  2. Kevin, that's a great story about the coffee. I know my mom is looking for what kinds of things we can send you and she loves coffee as much as you! Too funny! Keep up the great posts!

  3. Just kidding brother...

    Post some pictures of the desert. I'd like to see what you are seeing.

    take care

  4. The image of someone filtering coffee through a floor mat is cracking me up! Good work over there Kevin.

  5. Oh man, I can't even imagine coffee better than the stuff at Middle Eastern restaurants here... but 2 cups! Surprised you were only jittery! :)

  6. I wonder if you know anyone that can send you some real good coffe. I see a business opportunity a branch for K&F and you will be their international manager. An opportunity to make your first million.