Once upon a time…
On a sunny Sunday morning I made a change to the way I make my morning coffee. Which is not that interesting. What is interesting is: when I took the first taste I almost dropped the mug because it was soooooo good. It was the best cup of coffee I could remember tasting. Ever. Dark, sensuous, chocolatey, rich and clear, with zero bitterness and a highway maximum caffeine wattage.
It was perfect.
But! Things are not SCIENCE unless they are repeatable. So the next day I tried the same method and reaped just the same results; a smouldering whirlwind of orgasmically coffee-scented bliss.
When it worked for the third time I tweeted this:
…and promptly collapsed under the tsunami of messages saying: how?…
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