There was a little neighborhood coffee roasters/cafe in my old neighborhood everyone raved about, but if you happened to be behind the building the scent of burnt beans was overwhelming. I went in on a cold day and couldn't bring myself to try the java, so I ordered a hot chocolate. It was served lukewarm. It left me feeling the same as you do, is it me? has everyone else lost their minds? are we supposed to like this because Starbucks moved in down the street? I agree with the idea of having some neighbors over for some of the good stuff. Maybe people are used to Folgers or something and have never learned to appreciate the flavors in well-prepared coffee. The first time I tasted a hint of blueberries in a cup of Sidamo I was in love!
