When I first stepped foot in the Dancing Goat, back in January 2009, I had no idea my world was about to be rocked. "Two cups of cino to go,and a vanilla frappolatte with extra vienna" I barked at the staff in my customary fashion. The Hyde brothers exchanged a knowing glance, then took me under their wing. They showed me a level of passion that I had previously only seen in the bedroom. They taught me to taste, to feel, to live. They taught me to tamp with pride, to grind with love, and to brew with a carnal fervour that would steam up the windows of any venue.

. Before I met the Hyde br...