It’s only been three months since we launched Dethroner, and it’s been a great experience so far. I’ve enjoyed talking and debating with most of you, and I think we’ve got the general pieces put together for a strong next year. I thought I’d take the time to let you guys know some of the [...]

Oh, MANGROOMER, you teach us so much about ourselves. If we’d let gays marry they wouldn’t need a robot to help them shave their backs.
For the record, the MANGROOMER has been the most popular item ordered on Amazon via a link from Dethroner. Hello, sisters!

First, thanks again to Tonx for last week’s great introduction to the dark art of coffee. His posts will lay the groundwork for our first-ever “Dethroner Guide to…” which we hope to publish this week in PDF form. If you have any final tips, suggestions, or anecdotes about coffee that you would like to offer [...]

So elegant and design-y that owning one requires you to be comfortable in your masculinity, the Eva Solononetheless makes a mean cup of coffee.
We’ve been playing around with one all week here and I really love it. Of the many brewing methods in our arsenal, nothing comes closer to true cupping (the standard industry [...]

It’s Susie’s birthday tomorrow, so we’re going to spend the entire day in bed, phones off, internet disabled, with several gallons of beer, coffee, chili, and assorted sweets. I can’t wait.
That does mean that my project bill is pretty much full this weekend, especially considering that I have some freelance work to put away on [...]

I saw this sign in a store window in San Francisco this week. It’s probably fairly old, but I can’t think of any single context in which Budweiser would be “beer, remixed.” I’m sure it’s just slapdash marketroid speak, but come on.

Fresh roasted artisan coffee is not easy to come by in many places. Even when you find local roasters, it can be hit or miss as to the quality of their beans or their roasting skill. Some towns have several great options, others have zilch. Often you can find locally roasted coffee [...]

I learned to drink coffee at the Denny’s on Noland Road, just off I-70. We’d close down the McDonald’s where I worked, take our meager paychecks plus the money we skimmed from the registers, and congregate in a circle booth drinking endless cups of coffee under a lenticular cloud of cigarette smoke. There was nothing [...]