With due credit to my brother and his wife for getting me started on this project…
I’ve been roasting my own coffee beans for almost a year now. The procedure is very simple, and achieves the ideal of a high-quality product at far below the market cost. I can spend 30-45mins roasting beans once every week or two weeks, and enjoy the satisfaction, the freedom, and the existential high of producing my own great-tasting coffee.
Instead of spending as much as $36/kg on fresh, good quality beans, I order green beans online for about $15/kg, including postage. I roast the beans outdoors in small batches, in a pair of $12-15 popcorn machines. There are plenty of other ways to roast coffee, and lots of ways to modify the ‘poppers’ for greater control and consistency, but I’m happy thus far with this entry-level approach, and you can read more about it here:
In practical terms I’m yet to find a downside to roasting my own coffee at home. It has become my favourite example of pushing back a little against a purely consumerist lifestyle, and producing something of value for one’s own benefit.
It’s likewise an example of my broader theme of ‘richer on a lower income’, as my family moves slowly toward an improved quality of life on a much reduced income.
How many other things could we produce – not for the sake of self-sufficiency, but for the sake of enjoying higher quality products without having to spend more hours in a meaningless job just to pay for them? How much autonomy could we regain by having in our own skills and possessions the ability to produce rather than merely consume? How much more fulfilling is a life spent cultivating the knowledge and sufficiency that past generations took for granted, and which we have all but abandoned?
This tiny step of making (and then drinking) my own coffee is pure inspiration. It symbolises knowledge, freedom, power, wealth, and principle. It points the way to a better life in which we can break the ruling conventions of 9-5 jobs and supermarket trolleys.
This isn’t about self-sufficiency in the most literal and demanding sense, nor are we about to dig a bomb-shelter, stockpile weapons, or form a fringe religious cult (coffee-cult, maybe). It fundamentally is not about making life more difficult, onerous, or weird. Rather, it’s about the kinds of improvements that would be common-sense if so many of us weren’t alienated and estranged by the demands of mainstream employment, and a culture increasingly dependent on a false dichotomy of career and consumption.