I roast my own coffee.
When I lived in New England, roasting my own coffee meant we could have delicious coffee at home (really good because it was freshly roasted, not because I have any magical coffee powers beyond being lucky enough to have a small coffee roaster). When I started roasting, freshly roasted coffee was a rarity.
Now that I live in Portland, good coffee is never more than a couple of blocks away. Coffee roasting is now a big yawn, but I enjoy roasting my own and still do it as much as I can. I roast outside because my roaster throws off a lot of smoke, so once the weather gets too wet or too cold I stop, but Portland’s winter is mild enough that there are usually still a few good days when I can get a few roasts in, even in January. More