I drink mine only during a gibbous moon when Venus is in the eighth house and the kids are at the in-laws. I put on the LP of Khachaturian's Sabre Dance and crank up the hi-fi. I place a whole ice cube in my mouth, remove the lid from the pot and allow the boiling coffee to geyser from the stem and into my now-frostbitten mouth. Then, tears streaming and larynx scorched, I raise my face to the sky and gargle the ice-hot coffee at the top of my lungs while doing Russian knee lunges. My wife stands by with the phone; she knows the routine and has already entered 9 and 1 but waits for me to fall on the floor before pressing 1 again. On the way out the door, I motion for the EMT to remove the trach tube so I can have a chaser shot of heavy cream because my morning just isn't complete with plain black coffee.
2 teaspoons of coffee, 2 sugar, 2 creamer, 2 cups per hour till about lunch time. That's at work, at home I might drink a cup of coffee over a weekend. Weird...
That was one of the great films of all time..and it might even have had some coffee in there somewhere..probably served in a cup..or maybe a mug...
Well that's pretty easy, part of my job includes helldesk (bit of software support over the phone) so I actually need the coffee just to stay calm and not tell the people to put the computer back into the box it came in and return it to the place where they bought it cause they're just too stupid for it.
Barbarians. I wait the extra 15 min it takes to make myself a proper latte, using beans I grind myself moments before. I have been known to drink the occasional Keurig cup coffee. Sometimes I can't wait.
