MUD\WTR
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Dragged road metal in your mouth
Tastes like what I imagine dragged road metal would taste like. Now I know: it's all subjective. My perception of the colour red is not your perception of it, etc. But this is Trust Pilot and "trust" is the operative word, right? Like "I trust your perception of red to be comparatively close enough to mine that I can say 'red' and be fairly confident you will know what I mean." Well, rusty road metal dragged over rough hot concrete through all manner of dirt and gunk - lick that and that's what this acrid substitute for coffee tastes like. It's brash. It assaults the mouth. It sours. It's wince-worthy (I'm wincing now as I recall its taste). All brilliantly packed and marketed (that, I'll give them!). A low-grown Arabica bean ground, perhaps even blended, beats this stuff into the dirt, which is where, in my opinion, it belongs. Not in your cup, not in your mouth, not in your system - but in the dirt. I wavered for an Instagram minute, but my sacrosanct coffee ritual will resume (and hopefully remain) untainted.