Coffeeeeee!! Please… I need coffee… It’s been a long (but productive) week. A number of potential new clients about to come on board, new staff looming on the horizon… And finally we my have found an office with the right ambience and character necessary for our creative genius to flourish within 
And yes, I need coffee. More coffee! Desperately. But not if it’s been passed through the digestive system of an Indonesian tree dwelling monkey that looks like a cat.
I went to a lovely rare breeds center the other day, with wife and demon toddler in tow. Rather than being satisfied with your usual line of meretricious gift shop nonsense, they’d indulged in a rather more… diverse approach. The highlight of which was Kopi Luwak.
Apparently, the palm civet (or freaky cat monkey thing as we wittily named it) just happens to like ingesting the ripest and reddest coffee beans, which also happen to be the best ones for brewing. It eats the outer covering of the beans in the same way that is accomplished by de-pulping machines. Something happens to the beans in the journey through the cat’s intestines that gives it a flavour that is celebrated by coffee drinkers the world over. Apparently.
Needless to say I remortgaged my house, bought a miniscule packet of Kopi Luwak and spent the next week drinking…
wait for it…
Crappuccino.
Hahahahahhahahahaha. Genius. But sadly true. And slightly musty.
