The one that tastes like blueberry pancakes.
I had this at a coffee bar in Melbourne in February and I have been waiting eight months for it to land in Oakland and get to me. It is here. I have nine kilos.
Drink it black. The blueberry note is not a metaphor — it is actually that. I had to make sure no one was putting blueberries in the green coffee somewhere.
Tastes like: blueberry, jasmine, syrup. Brewing: 1:16, 95°C, three pours, four minutes.