Dozer, the bulldog

Dozer, the bulldog
About those fireworks...

Ellie Mae or may not...

Ellie Mae or may not...
In through the out gate...

Rattler relocation

Rattler relocation
Snakes are beautiful critters.

HappyDay Farms bees are happy bees.

HappyDay Farms bees are happy bees.
"Let us bee happy in our work..."

Summertime

Summertime
Nothing says summer like zinnias.

Pink Yarrow and carnations

Pink Yarrow and carnations
Life on the farm

HappyDay Farms grows it better.

HappyDay Farms grows it better.
Home-grown by HeadSodBuster

Where the living is easy

Where the living is easy
Garlic drying, with our newly painted water tank in the background

July magic

July magic
Artichoke-strictly for ornamental purposes

Mahlon Masling Blue

Mahlon Masling Blue
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Monday, January 30, 2017

The Cocaine of Coffee

The Cocaine of Coffee

Ladies and Gentlemen!

Gems and Germs!

Step right this way, if you will please, for a demonstration of the most ingenious device invented since the blender: the latte wand. 


Who would ever have thought that one could make a latte, with a little hand-held device and any kind of milk, for the price of two lattes? Now, I paid twenty dollars for mine but they are available for as little as $7.98 and two Double-A batteries, from Amazon.
The best invention since the blender...

True story.

I have to tell you that my introduction to this magical elixir only came fairly recently into my life, maybe five years or so ago, after a lifetime of imbibing coffee. George Carlin referred to coffee as the low end of the speed spectrum, so that must make lattes the cocaine of coffee.

I need about five lines a day before I level off.

Back in the dark ages, I had to journey at least a half-hour to indulge in this ambrosia of the gods. Now, if I can stagger as far as the kitchen counter, I can create my own panacea of pleasure, without venturing any farther than the refrigerator.

I now brew a cup of coffee via slow filtering, allowing the grounds to soak in the scalding water before I pour in the rest. I take milk, half-and-half or even almond milk if I am of a mind, place the desired amount in a small saucepan, heat it up slowly while blending it with the wand, add the prepared coffee to the heated milk, and voila! I have a latte!

Cheech and Chong said, “If you got something the other guy don’t got, you chair, Man.”

So I’m sharing this with you.


2 comments:

  1. I wish I liked the taste of coffee. I would appreciate the speed elements. But, as with so many other food items, I simply don't like the way it tastes. Mocha ice cream? I can eat that. Kalua over ice cream? If it's not too much kalua, I like that too. But straight up coffee? No, thanks.

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    1. I have been thinking about this comment for a couple of weeks now, and all I can say is that you have already identified the reason I drink coffee: I like the rush. That I enjoy the taste is due to a lifetime of refining that which I brew. xoxo

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