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Discussion in 'Current Events' started by obeygiant, Nov 26, 2010.
I'll stick to Folgers, thanks anyway.
+1 for Folgers ... but if it was not available ... Give me the "Fake"
Isn't the same coffee that was featured in the movie "The Bucket List"?
Yeah no thanks!
Agreed. There is no way I would drink that.
I never liked coffee anyhow. Tea, please!
Just give me some leaves to put in my hot water.
You can keep the stuff that's all roasted or excreted.
If the real thing is dug out of excrement, I wonder what the inevitable Chinese FAKE Civet coffee beans are made of?
Forget the tea! VODKA, Please!
Not my thing.
Digested newspaper and cardboards? =p
If I want **** coffee, I'll stick to Starbucks.
Would love to try the genuine article as it's supposed to be delicious. Very pricey, though. There was a rash of stories about it in the press over here a couple of years ago before the recession hit hard and some stores were selling it by the cup at exorbitant prices. Think Harrods have it here in the UK.
One of those foody things, like truffles, that may never be fully reproducible by other means.
Selfridges sells it too. Along with lots of other Edible stuff.
I'd be hard pressed to even touch the container that would house this product. Not to mention bringing it anywhere near my lips. No thanks, I'll stick to my Caramel Latte with an extra shot of espresso from the St Louis Bread Co. (that's Panera to you non Missourians)
Me too. I thought that the civets in question were in the wild, though, and the droppings recovered from wild land? I didn't know the civets were farmed....
Actually, Panera's Hazelnut roast is really really good. For me, up there with Kona Coffee.
Sorry for hijacking the thread! But I love food!
When I was first introduced to Panera, that was all I drank. Then during the winter season I got hooked on the latte. Actually, I got hooked on everything they have. They have this new roastbeef bleu sandwich that makes my mouth water even thinking about it. And their Mac and cheese is addictive! Seriously, I think they use cocaine as a secret ingredient!
I wonder if the coffee tastes "extra nutty".
I remember hearing about this probably a year ago. This sounds disgusting.
I think I'm good.
What's a little civet poo in the scheme of things? It's not like the crap is in the coffee. After all, crops are grown with fertiliser and we all know what that contains.
Such squeamishness on MR.
I had it in Indonesia. Its good but certainly isn't one of the best in the world. In some ways its like Blue Mountain: the reputation can never live up to the reality, and the treatment of it will never get it up there as one of the world's best.
Definitely worth trying though. Peter Jones were doing it for £50 a cup.
I paid £5, which given Indonesia's average cost is expensive.
The other one to try is Camocim Jacu, if you're into that sort of thing.....
I too would love to try the stuff except that I can't afford to pay the price. Well, maybe I could afford a sip or two.
I feel sad seeing the little Civet in the cage like that
A guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey.
He orders a drink and while he's drinking, the monkey jumps all around the place.
He grabs some olives from the bar and eats them, then grabs some sliced limes and eats them, then jumps onto the pool table, grabs one of the billiard balls, sticks it in his mouth, and to everyone's amazement, swallows it whole.
The bartender screams at the guy, "Did you see what your monkey just did?"
The guy says "No, what?"
The bartender screams "He just ate the cue ball off my pool table-whole!"
"Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy, "he eats everything in sight, the cheeky little beggar. Sorry. I'll pay for the cue ball and stuff."
He finishes his drink, pays his bill, pays for the stuff the monkey ate, then leaves.
Two weeks later he's in the bar again, and has his monkey with him.
He orders a drink and the monkey starts running around the bar again.
While the man is finishing his drink, the monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the bar.
He grabs it, sticks it up his bum, pulls it out, and eats it.
Then the monkey finds a peanut, and again sticks it up his bum, pulls it out, and eats it.
The bartender is disgusted. "Did you see what your monkey did now?" he asks.
"No, what?" replies the guy.
"Well, he stuck a maraschino cherry and a peanut up his bum, pulled them out, and ate them!" said the bartender.
" Yeah, that doesn't surprise me," replied the guy.
"He still eats everything in sight, but ever since he had to pass that cue ball, he measures everything first."
I will stick to my fresh ground Jamaica Blue Mountain thanks. Speaking of which....damn it got expensive.
Some coffee shop around here sells it for like 20 bucks a cup. No thanks.
I'll take the water, instead of the coffee.
I even have a little left in a packet of beans I was gifted. Supposedly, the civet's digestive acids are supposed to mellow the flavour, the inner cherry skin covers the bean from the crap, and they are thoroughly cleaned and roasted: there really are no ickiness worries, it is all in your mind.
I brewed it in a glass vacuum pot (the best way to make coffee). To my taste, it was maybe too "good": I like a good sharp edge to my coffee, the Kope Luwak was smoother than what I prefer - almost bland.
The jokes are only about 13 years too late for one of my favorite Dave Barry columns
You have to wonder who long ago first came up with the idea of examining civet droppings, picking through the poo for excreted coffee beans to roast and grind... and what sort of unholy caffeine withdrawal they must have been undergoing at the time.