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As I was taught in the US Navy, there are five grades of coffee:
Day one - freshly made coffee; Day two - java; Day three - joe; Day four - jamoke; Day five - carbon remover... eldar |
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As I was taught in the US Navy, there are five grades of coffee: Day one - freshly made coffee; Day two - java; Day three - joe; Day four - jamoke; Day five - carbon remover... eldar  
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Coffee must be black as death,
Hot as hell, And sweet as love... ~Turkish proverb eldar |
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Some times I miss NAVY coffee, especially the stuff at the end of the day that you could almost stand a spoon up in. It's also the only thing I've ever had that can cover up the taste of JP5 (jet fuel for you civvies).
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I work the graveyard shift so I go for the brew that is like putting jumper cables from a car battery directly to my heart.
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I worked in a insulation Factory when I was younger.. the shredded paper kind of insulation... the coffee always tasted like wet newspaper..yum..yum.
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I work the graveyard shift so I go for the brew that is like putting jumper cables from a car battery directly to my heart.
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I worked in a insulation Factory when I was younger.. the shredded paper kind of insulation... the coffee always tasted like wet newspaper..yum..yum. I remember deathly silence as my parents watched the coffee pot percolating on the stove. I thought it must be magic, because as soon as they drank a cup they would begin to talk. When I grew up and finally tasted it, I was sorely disappointed and nothing magical happened at all :-( |
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I worked in a insulation Factory when I was younger.. the shredded paper kind of insulation... the coffee always tasted like wet newspaper..yum..yum. I remember deathly silence as my parents watched the coffee pot percolating on the stove. I thought it must be magic, because as soon as they drank a cup they would begin to talk. When I grew up and finally tasted it, I was sorely disappointed and nothing magical happened at all :-( 
It is an acquired taste but one I don't think I could get up in the morning without so for me it does work magic :) |
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My parents would drink TWO twelve cup pots of coffee every day except Sunday. My dad, age 80, still drinks half a pot every day.
While in the service I could not get enough. Nowadays, I only drink 2-3 cups when dining out with my date. eldar |
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