Julius Meinl Genuss Frühstückkaffee

Austria is renowned for it’s exports that you just do not mess with. Stroh Rum, Hitler etc.. and coffee needs adding to that list. It’s like an entire Panzer division running roughshod over your face when all you were trying to do was have a quiet morning coffee. They’ve laced it with heavy hitting Robusta beans – and you can smell them as soon as you open the half-kilo brick of coffee that could double as a useful murder weapon. Then they roast the arse off of it. There’s no point coming near this unless you like your face disfigured by tank tracks. Maybe it can be latte-fied – who knows – I wouldn’t dare. As we like ours strong, it does well for us, but it’s a real commitment, as on first taste you will flinch and your eyes will shed tears of blood. It’s not until you put the work in to get through the cup that you start to get the pleasure. By the end I was loving it, strapping on my Lederhosen and prancing about whistling the Lonely Goatherd. So it's a difficult on to score - it starts as a 4/10 but ends as an 8/10 – which must means it scores the average – 6/10. Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo