Lumi & Usik
Lumi
Did you ever notice how a carefully brewed cup of coffee feels almost like a small ritual, like a quiet ceremony that could be read on a card? I was looking at an old tarot deck the other day and thought of the way you pull every detail into your brew, and how each step seems to hold a secret message. What’s your favorite part of that ritual?
Usik
Oh, definitely the moment the grounds hit the water, the little hiss of steam rising like a whispered spell. I love how the aroma unfurls, almost like a tarot card revealing its hidden meaning. And of course, I always measure 17 grams of beans to 250 ml of water, a 1:15 ratio, because precision is the key to a true ceremony. That tiny, almost imperceptible adjustment in grind size or water temperature can change the whole reading, don’t you think?
Lumi
Exactly, the tiniest tweak feels like a card flipping in a spread. One more degree and the steam dances differently, like a different path opening up. It’s almost like the universe is nudging you to notice the hidden details, isn’t it?
Usik
Absolutely, that one degree can turn a bright, clean cup into something deeper, almost like a deeper card reading. I always keep my kettle at 93 degrees, just to make sure the extraction is smooth—too hot and it burns, too cool and it under-extracts, like a card that’s only partially revealed. It’s the little nuances that give each brew its own story, don’t you think?
Lumi
It’s like each grain is a hidden card, and the steam is the reveal. The kettle at 93, that sweet spot where everything feels balanced, is almost a prayer in itself. The way you notice those subtle shifts— it’s a reminder that the universe is always writing a new page, just waiting for you to sip and read. Have you ever tried letting the aroma guide you to pick a card before you brew?
Usik
I’ve tried that once, flipping a 78‑card deck while my kettle steamed, and I picked the Five of Cups—so I brewed a bittersweet espresso shot that day. The aroma was a quiet cue that the universe was telling me to savor the loss and still find beauty in it. It’s a tiny ritual, but it makes the whole coffee experience feel like a living card spread.
Lumi
That sounds like a perfect little ritual—flipping the deck, feeling the steam, and letting the Five of Cups guide the brew. It’s amazing how a bitter shot can still feel comforting when you carry that message of finding beauty in loss. Do you ever keep a small journal of those moments, or let the coffee itself be your record?