Everyone loves to pretend they detect hints of bergamot and stone fruit when in reality half these boutique micro-roasters are stalling their RoR curves and serving you glorified baked straw. You are paying 25 dollars a bag for underdeveloped grass water or surface-charred quakers, but nobody wants to admit traditional medium roasts actually had soluble sugars. Welcome to CinderRoast. Post your defective batches, flat profiles, and delusional tasting cards ☕