So no gold this time, but maybe a bronze. It wasn't too much of a mess, and the coffee was stronger than I like it. But the result was still good, especially for a first run-through with a new machine. I was already tweaking my way to a perfect cup.
Loving Cup
I kept making coffee on the trip, next in Lincoln City, Oregon, where I tested some Peet's Major Dickason's Blend, along with some Columbian coffee from Portland's lovely Extracto Coffee Roasters. The latter was clearly ground too fine for this setup, but turned out OK.
I liked the simplicity of the Brim's one-button setup and, always leery of a warming plate under a glass carafe which can make your coffee unpleasant in a hot minute, I was happy to learn that the “optimum” amount marked on the side of the water reservoir is almost the exact volume of my thermos and mug together. The Brim will hold your coffee between 176 and 185 degrees Fahrenheit, a precise-enough range to maintain that gold status, but it turns off after 30 minutes, which means you’d have to have the carafe empty by then or it gets cold.
The trip kept rolling, now up into Washington state's San Juan Islands. As we traveled, I read Dave Eggers' excellent The Monk of Mokha, the story of Mokhtar Alkhanshali, the American-born son of Yemeni immigrants, and his heroic effort to bring Yemen's excellent coffee to America. Small wonder, I was excited to find some Yemeni beans from Mountain Wave Coffee Roasters on Lopez Island. It smelled of Black Forest cake and blueberries, along with more traditional toasty coffee notes, and made for a fine cup. Thank you, Mokhtar!
Carafe after carafe, I came to understand that as long as I didn't screw something up—and didn't overfill the metal filter—the Brim made a quick and reliable cup. But I did have some nitpicks. Holding the carafe will be a two-hand operation for the smaller of hand. The metal filter and the filter holder rest clunkily in the carafe during brewing, and after every batch, you're going to be looking for a place to set it down so you can pour your coffee and not make a mess. After you have one bloom of grounds that goes up into the showerhead, you'll wonder how to clean it and be disappointed to realize that the best you can do is wipe off the exterior. It's easy to imagine a few of the holes getting clogged over time.
Also, the Brim is not a miracle worker. I brewed a batch of coffee that I found in a friend's fridge in Oregon, and the notes of sausage and puffed rice that I detected led me to think that it's better to leave the roaster's name out of it.
Back to the Grind
The Brim's one-button simplicity can be a restriction for some and a blessing for others. Coffee brewing is the collision of scads of variables: water temperature, grind size, bean quality and freshness, brewing time, water to ground ratio, and water quality, to name a few. Tweak just one of those and it changes the final product. For better and for worse, an automatic machine pegs a few of those variables—most notably the water temperature and the brewing time—leaving you with less to think about as you pad about in your pajamas in the morning.
As someone with no patience for the forced meditation required by pour-over coffee, I was happy to hand that off to a capable machine. But I wouldn't mind being able to fiddle with the water temperature, something you'd be able to dial in then forget with your regular roast, or tweak for different beans.