Oh, thank God. He was just sleepy. He's fully awake and loving now.
Dawn: You're not fleeing. You're... moving at a brisk pace. Buffy: Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the Big Scaredy Run Away.
'Touched'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Shir - Apr 12, 2010 6:58:07 pm PDT #15898 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2010 7:00:41 pm PDT #15899 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I didn't even KNOW there were different kinds of Blue Mountain coffee!
Blue Mountain means it's grown above a certain height on the Blue Mountains. But there are different plantations up there. My mother and sister have preferred plantations. I'll take whatever. There's also High Mountain coffee, which is grown on the same mountain, but less high. We don't like that.
Yeah, issues.
Laga - Apr 12, 2010 7:04:42 pm PDT #15900 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Yay wakey loving dog! I need to smish my cat now.
meara - Apr 12, 2010 7:13:15 pm PDT #15901 of 30000
...now I want to hang out with ita's mom and sister tasting different coffees. Damn. I had no idea.
I CANT WAIT TO HAVE MY OWN PLACE BEFORE I KILL MY UPSTAIRS NEIGHBORS OMG THEY ARE SO LOUD
Strix - Apr 12, 2010 7:16:24 pm PDT #15902 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Hee. I need to become snobby about Blue Mountain coffee plantations!
Does the altitude really affect the coffee beans that much? And can you call it Blue Mountain if it's under a certain altitude; is there a vague disclaimer?
I think Dan and I need to honeymoon in Jamaica so I can properly judge all of these exacting standards. Coffee, rum, beaches. It's an intellectual need.
I think the fanciest rum I ever drank was Pyrat? I dunno if it's Jamaican rum or not.
Laga - Apr 12, 2010 7:29:11 pm PDT #15903 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I think the fanciest rum I ever drank was Pyrat?
That rum always makes me think of rats stealing pies.
§ ita § - Apr 12, 2010 7:33:00 pm PDT #15904 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Does the altitude really affect the coffee beans that much?
I'm going to go with yes. The good Hawaiian stuff (which I haven't experimented with) has a similar pedigree--high altitude, volcanic soil.
And can you call it Blue Mountain if it's under a certain altitude; is there a vague disclaimer?
I just checked the numbers--3,000-5,500 feet is Blue Mountain Coffee; 1,500-3,000 feet is High Mountain, and below 1,5000 feet is Low Mountain. I've never had Low Mountain. No vague disclaimers there--there's a Coffee Industry Board that regulates that stuff.
Strix - Apr 12, 2010 8:00:54 pm PDT #15905 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Cool. I love finding out stuff like this. I would totally do a coffee tasting.
The best wine I ever had was an Amarone; I have no idea what kind but it was like chocolate and cherry and leather and OMG so good, I would dance naked for it. I had it at Lydia's when a guy friend was a little flush.
I also remember I had the chicken with goat cheese under the skin, served with a lemon-caper-green olive sauce on a bed of sauteed baby spinach. I need to recreate that again. I did it once; wasn't PRETTY, but my, it was delicious.
But my husband (still weird to say that!) doesn't like olives. Freak.
Trudy Booth - Apr 12, 2010 8:01:41 pm PDT #15906 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Mixed marriages can work, Erin. It'll all be ok.
Strix - Apr 12, 2010 8:07:06 pm PDT #15907 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I knew this before I married him. But I was young and optimistic, and discounted this important gap in our value systems.
I'm...not sure...we'll...MAKE IT! *SOB*
I threw true love over for some salty spheres of sin! and they weren't even boobies!