So, a weird thing happened. We haven’t been in a position to make k-cups of coffee since the start of the work from home period. No big — I’ve mostly gone with coffee or cold bubbly caffeine.
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But @wednesday got some of the single serving Maxim (Japanese) instant coffee sticks, and they were really good. So we got some more Maxim instant (the full blue bag), and as an experiment we grabbed some Taster’s Choice hazelnut, just to see how it worked out.
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We have a Zojirushi water heater (a wedding gift from @hoover_dam) so making instant coffee’s a matter of seconds. And we went i to the experiment hoping it would be... well, good enough for hot caffeine in a rush.
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And... honestly? The Taster’s Choice is... actually really good. The Maxim is better, but the domestic instant’s generally better than K-Cup brewed.
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So... somewhere in the last several years, while the industry (and my office) went all in on coffee pods or k-cups or Chemex, pour over, or aero press coffee, supermarket instant coffee way leveled up when we weren’t looking.
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Is it better than pour over or aeropress or the like? Of course not — but it’s really fast and absolutely fits the workday niche. And much of the time it is actively better than K-Cups — probably because K-Cups go stale pretty fast all told.
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And, well, the domestic stuff’s way less expensive than other single serve options.
(This feels weirdly like sponsored content. It’s not. Not even free coffee or the like. Just for the record.)
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It shouldn’t surprise me that the instant coffee industry’s gotten better over time, especially with all the ways to brew coffee o demand these days, but I admit it — I was really f’ing surprised.
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So... yeah. Instant coffee. Cheap (domestic anyway), fast, convenient, and perfectly decent coffee in the cup.
Not what I would have expected, but here we are. Nice job, @NESCAFE.
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So... I guess that means that the next experiment would be Sanka. Man, I don’t know if my 1970s self would believe it. (Was Robert Young right for all those years? Does anyone besides me even remember Robert Young? Dang.)
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Oh, in a completely different experiment, the reintroduced (and reformulated) Postum? Markedly worse than the old stuff. But then they don’t use chicory any more, so what’s the point?
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We learn a lot of hard lessons in our lives. We are disillusioned, disappointed, disheartened and damaged over and over again, and one of the hardest lessons is this:
Sometimes terrible people make beautiful things.
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Art can inspire us. Art can strengthen us. Art can embolden us. Art can save us when nothing else can. And when that happens, we naturally gravitate towards the artist.
But it's the art that did all that. Most of the time, we don't know the artist. It just feels like we do.
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And sometimes, the artist becomes so bound up in our impression of the art they made that we refuse to see their feet of clay. We refuse to see the ugly side. We want to believe that artist *is* the art they made.
So. If the Doctor is the Timeless Child, with lives upon lives before their memories scraped away before they become the 'first' Doctor/William Hartnell... what if that means we never understood what @SawbonesHex's Sixth Doctor was?
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We know that thanks to the Fifth Doctor's regeneration being "different" thanks to poison and gadflys swirling around his head, the Sixth was unstable, given to fragments of earlier lives coming out now and again.
(I always thought @SawbonesHex was brilliant for the record.)
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And then we had the Trial of a Time Lord, where (yet more spoilers) the Valeyard prosecuted him, only to apparently be the "final incarnation" of the Doctor and all his worst impulses, looking to take the Sixth's incarnations and life.
In the spring of 2001, I was going to a meeting at the place where I worked then and still work now. Another of the people at the meeting was an academic dean of our school. She was perhaps the purest expression of academia *at* that school.
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That day she was literally wearing a tweed blazer. Before she'd become a dean she'd been an English teacher. Now, the epitome of English Teachers, in my brain, was and remains my father. That day she was a close second.
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That day I said hello and asked how she was or somesuch.
She gave me a slightly wry smile. "Oh, you know. Measuring my life in coffee spoons," she said. I chuckled, and we may have traded a couple more lines of 'Prufrock.' I'm not sure.
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Ferengi were a joke. Even when they were supposed to be the new Big Bad at the start of TNG, they were someone for Starfleet to smugly deride because they were capitalists.
On Deep Space 9, those expectations were subverted. @ShimermanArmin as Quark was a revelation -- and called Starfleet's attitude what it was: *racism.*
But more than that,with Rom you got to see the Ferengi as the continuum of people and personalities they were, not as one-note.
And then... @AronEisenberg played Nog. Nog, who started as an abused child denied basic literacy and taught to hate Hoo-mons, then became Jake's best friend, became a different viewpoint but not a joke. Never a joke.
I have complicated feelings about Harlan Ellison, because Harlan Ellison was complicated. @warrenellis described him as "great author and cautionary tale, arsehole and titan," and that's a start. Separating him from his work is nigh impossible, because they intertwined.
Ellison was as much text as person, really. And it was uncompromising. And that's generally a compliment, except when it isn't.
I will say this -- if you have never, ever been offended by anything that Harlan Ellison wrote or said or did? Go read more Ellison. Go find that thing he said or did or wrote that will piss you off and make you want to scream at the top of your lungs.