But it looks so cool…
Tycho at Penny Arcade took one for the global team by purchasing one of these awesome looking personal coffee makers. Here’s a little bit of his feedback:
But this machine, or at any rate the coffee cartridge you lock the chamber on, it sins against coffee. It sins against tongues, it verifies the existence of evil. Robert Folger himself could not have devised a taste more foul, even with the use of a laboratory and an electronic supertongue which could taste in the ultraviolet spectrum. It came with a “mild” roast and a “medium” roast, which present a wild inversion of expectations. Imagine that mild and medium are points in a continuum of hideous mouth crimes. The Mild is actually the only potable version, precisely because it tastes less like their product’s theoretical maximum! Medium tastes like the mud in which dead men lie. I haven’t even bothered with the Dark roast, whose flavor I imagine is somewhere between devil piss and liquid gonorrhea.