If you have ever Googled "best home espresso machine," or walked into a high-end kitchen store, you have seen it. It looks shiny, professional, and undeniably convenient.
My journey with coffee actually started over 20 years ago in Australia. I had the chance to work in a small shop there, and if you know anything about Australian coffee culture, you know they don't mess around.
Look, I get it. I’ve been there. You walk into a specialty cafe, see that gleaming, chrome-plated Italian beast on the counter, and you think, "If I just had that machine, my morning sludge would taste like that $8 latte down the street."