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Confessions of an Espresso Novice: To The Espresso Machine I Loved Before.

Posted: 01/24/05

It’s hard when you realize you need to move on from something - or someone - that you love so much. But as time goes on, we grow and change, and the necessity to adjust your life to accommodate that growth becomes truly important. And sometimes you just have to let something go. This is the heart-wrenching realization I’ve come to with my dear, dear Silvia.

Rancilio Silvia Don’t get me wrong, Silvia has served me unbelievably well. She’s been a little stainless steel workhorse that has been faithful and true since day one of my espresso odyssey. But my journey has taken me a little further than I ever could have expected - from true espresso novice to barista - and I think it’s time to spread my wings and fly.

Truth be told, I don’t think I ever would have realized I needed to move on if it hadn’t been for a chance meeting with an Expobar. As you may recall, I had a dinner party that allowed me to discover that although I’ve always liked to entertain, the addition of my personally made espresso-based drinks brought a level of joy to the equation I never foresaw. And unfortunately, I wasn’t able to reach these heights with Silvia alone.

That’s when Expobar entered the picture. Sure, at first it was innocent enough - just a Expobarloaner from my roommate to get me through that one party. But then there was another get-together and another. Before long, I was coming up with excuses to invite everyone over and sneaking lattes in the middle of the day, all the while saying "I don’t need the Expobar every day. I can stop whenever I want to."

But alas, I couldn’t stop. And it became startlingly clear that though I loved Silvia from the bottom of my heart, we had simply grown apart.

Finally, the day came that Silvia and I had to say goodbye. As I gently placed her and her included accessories back in her box, a cheesy montage of the great times we had together played through my head and I sang her a little song:

To the espresso machine I loved before
Who taught me microfroth and so much more
I’m so glad you came along
I dedicate this song
To the espresso machine I loved before

espresso novice To the largest boiler in its class
And commercial portafilter forged in marine grade brass
For helping me to grow
I owe a lot I know
To the espresso machine I loved before

The steam of change is always blowing
And though I want you to stay
The steam of change continues blowing
A heat exchanger’s carried me away

To the espresso machine on which I learned the rule of gold
Whose preheated cups were never cold
I’m glad she came along
I dedicate this song
To the espresso machine I loved before

It’s been about 3 weeks since Silvia and I parted ways, and even though I’m happy with Expobar, I still think back to the good old days and the times we had together. And you know, it’s true what they say - you never really do get over your first love.

Read All Installments - Confessions of an Espresso Novice
A. Part I: In the Beginning
B. Part II: Finding the Grind
C. Part III: Striking Gold
D. Part IV: Emily Post & Inspector Gadget
E. Part V: Work it! The milk, that is.
F. Part VI: The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill
G. Part VII: Give Me A Cup Cake Prison.
H. Part VIII: To The Espresso Machine I Loved Before. (You are here.)