-Whatever the species, it was a brown bat in the end. Its good to hear about other species in Iowa besides pollsters & swing voters, but eeeww..
I regret that they didn’t ask her if it improved the taste of the coffee.
-Coffee can indeed serve as blank slate on which humanity’s taste for arcane preparations is written.
This is surely as strange as bat coffee:
http://www.indwes.edu/Faculty/bcupp/things/nov9.htm
eeeww.. all over again, as well as expensive and possibly tasty.
“To the Bat-percolaters, Robin!”
Thanks Brian…I love Dave Barry:
But I came to need that coffee, and even today I can do nothing useful before I’ve had several cups. > (I can’t do anything useful afterward, either; that’s why I’m a columnist.)
…and it is clear that somewhere along the line I missed my life’s calling.
I seem to recall that the weasel-poo coffee was the stuff so treasured by Jack Nicholson’s character in The Bucket List.
I just now got Brian’s quip that it was a “brown bat in the end.” 