It's early in the morning, I'm about to go into a Board meeting, and I haven't had coffee yet. I hurt. But, thanks to the good folks at ThinkGeek.com, at least I'm smiling. I give you good folks:
Weasel Coffee
Excerpt: There's a little animal in Vietnam which has magical properties. Locally, it's called a weasel (though technically, it's a type of civet, but let's call it a weasel like the locals) and it sure likes to eat the fruit of the coffee plant. But the seeds don't sit well in its tummy, so it vomits them up. And that's where the fun comes in - for local coffee folks gather up the beans and lightly roast them. The stomach acids seem to wear away the bitter taste of the coffee beans, and the resulting coffee is delicious and smooth.
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Thursday, December 18, 2008
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