Truthfully, I have never been a big fan of yours. Too mild, too acidic, too light, and too weak. In fact, in my ignorance and disgust, I turned away from you. My mistake. Recently, I had the privilege of trying you in a French press. Oh my goodness! Upon first taste, I couldn't tell it was you. In fact, I guessed that it was one of your darker, richer peers. I was wrong, but happy to be in err. You were fuller and heavier than I remember; I guess that this can be attributed to your current maturity. I could tell that you were trying your best to amaze me. Your toned-down acidity and heavier mouth-feel left me appreciating your slight change of heart.
Here's to new things,
Me
P.S. Try pairing up with blackberry jam on toast.
