I can honestly say that most coffee tastes like poo to me. Especially if I make it. I can’t seem to figure out the smoky robustness to burnt feces ratio – so critical for a good cup of Joe.
If it wasn’t for the caffeine content, I wouldn’t even bother with it.
Because of my coffee retardation I rarely make coffee at home opting instead for whatever 7-11 or WaWa is serving. For some reason paying for coffee makes it taste less like burnt cow pie.
Then again:
My son spied this coffee shop near our home the other day and it sums up my opinion of coffee perfectly. We had a fun time pretending we were customers taking our first sip exclaiming: “This coffee tastes like ass!” “This is the worst coffee I have ever tasted!” to which we fantasized our server would simply point to the bright neon sign – “We did warn you”.
Since I will never set foot into that coffee shop, I imagine their filters are made of underwear, the walls are adorned with toilet paper napkins on a roll, and the bar stools are topped with toilet seats.
I get the play on words and the cute little burro with his sack of beans but I ain’t buyin it. I take their word for it – they serve some bad ass coffee.