Belle, John and Rich were tasting a spec roast from a local roaster this afternoon, which resulted in the following conversation:
Rich: There's something in here like an oily viscosity.
Belle: I can smell exactly what you're talking about!
Rich: I'm talking about viscosity.
Belle: I KNOW!
Seems that bowling trophy has bestowed new powers on our regional champ - the ability to smell dimensionally. She also is confident she can taste many colors. Next up, we're offering her to government scientists to see if she can detect time in a cupping exercise.
As in, "I think that's got some bagginess, a lot of ferment, and yeah, a hint of quarter past four. PM."
A trip in the Twilight Zone maybe?
Posted by: Larry | February 24, 2008 at 05:16 AM
What you can't smell viscosity, next you going to tell me, you can't hear the coffee when it has a raspberry aftertaste. phhh!!!!
Posted by: Matt | February 26, 2008 at 05:48 PM