Coffee rant

I was reading the NYT and saw this brilliant post by Christoph Niemann about coffee.
I love his graphics and the way he describes his conflictual relationship with the dark beverage.
Coffee to me is a staple, sometimes I think that I drink it because I have been given the possibility of drinking the best coffee in the world for my whole life, and I cannot give up this privilege. In the end, so many people are deprived of this pleasure, it would not feel right to give it up.

And then I moved to Paris.. and I had to give up the idea of good caffeine.
The coffee here is just simply bad, and overpriced. People do not seem to get the point of making a short, creamy coffee. Instead they prefer a long, watery drink that is normally between 1 and 3 Euro. Outrage! Maybe this is the reason Parisian cafes are failing to fill up with clients(at least this is what appeared on a New York Times article not too long ago).

I laugh every time my parents come visit, we go out to a restaurant or to a cafe' and my dad stands near the counter while we wait for our coffee. Not only he keeps an eye on the person making the coffee but he keeps repeating "tres serre' tres serre'" hoping that that will make a difference on the quality of the drink.

Finally, we have a Gaggia coffee machine here in the apartment. The same one we have in Rome.
I had my normal coffee brough in from Italy, I put all my love in the making..but everymorning I have a disappointment. What can I do? Turn to tea for the joy of Mr. R?