otto, number 385 premier edition, has arrived. well, like i said before, i'm not much of a coffee drinker, but the husband was so excited about otto's arrival that i felt obliged to drink some of the many he kept making. he made a special trip to st.ali in south melbourne for some good beans, but only used those once he practiced with some sacrificial beans from the supermarket. this time around he ordered kenyan coffee. lucky he didn't send me because i would have found it hard not to order the guatemala blend, just because i'd get a kick out of saying guatemala. small things. small minds. you know. amusing.