Very well, then. As a heretic by temperament, (indeed, as my godmother - the lovely lady who presented me with my ancient battered and much cherished Bialetti moka pot - once informed me happily: "you're a pagan - just like your mother before you"), occasionally, very, very occasionally, I am overcome by a desire - usually rapidly suppressed - to demonstrate my faith.
In this situation, the faith to be demonstrated is that of the devout coffee aficionado. So, gentlemen all. I have succumbed. I have registered an account with Sweet Maria's. And ordered 1 (one) pound (by weight) of this legendary coffee, the Liquid Amber, which they will kindly roast and then dispatch to me.
Most irrationally, their system refused to take an order of more than one pound in weight. Even more irrationally, though I am known to be wonderfully, ludicrously profligate sometimes where money is concerned, even I heaved a deep breath when the computer informed me of the cost of transporting said nectar. (Do not ask).
But yes, gentlemen. My grateful thanks for 1) so kindly informing me of the brief availability of this nectar. and 2) for allowing me to demonstrate the depth of my adherence to the credo of our caffeine faith. (Though, yes, sometime between occasionally and often, I lapse. I'm like that. One who lapses serially…….)