Ummmm, anal glands....
Seventy-five dollars a cup?
That’s peanuts compared to ‘civet cat’ coffee,
which goes for twenty-five dollars a GRAM.
The story of kopi luwak has a certain repulsive charm. A shy cat-like wild creature wanders out of the Sumatran jungle at night onto a coffee plantation and selects only the finest, ripest coffee cherries to eat. Only it can’t digest the stone (the coffee bean) and craps them out, its anal glands imparting an elusive musky smoothness to the resultant roasted coffee.
Some guys I work with all chipped in and bought a tiny bag of the poop coffee and made a small pot. I tried a sip and have to say I didn’t think there was anything real special or different about it.
[ Only it can’t digest the stone (the coffee bean) and craps them out, its anal glands imparting an elusive musky smoothness to the resultant roasted coffee.]
That coffee tastes like sh*t.... LITERALLY!!
I will instead take whatever the Whizzo Chocolate Company has to offer. I want to try the “Crunchy Frog”