Impact
A Cocoa-Coffee super-twister.
The Nat’l Weather Service, always vigilant for ominous signs of impending storms, recently went beyond detection & early warnings into the direction of pre-emption.
Hmmm, when was that heard before?
All about preventing destruction.
Naturally it sought out the help of D.O.D. (Dept of Defense) in combating tornados before they drill down & touch ground in the hope of at least altering an onrushing tornado’s course.
Or, better still, turn it back & kill it... with a nuclear device! No kidding; sounds aggressive but true... & so very Federal.
“Huh, Washington, we got a few misty raindrops out over the Great Plains, drifting north to northeast toward Brooklyn.”
“Roger. OK, the President’s a little worried about the upcoming Iowa causcus in the next election. This could be good for those all-important approval ratings. A predator drone is on the way.”
In its wake, the Air Force leaves behind this bar that spins tornadically in the way that zippers & sharks share in common some biting buzzsaw teeth.
So shocking tastebuds go into a coma, so call 911 beforehand.
The Nat’l Weather Service, always vigilant for ominous signs of impending storms, recently went beyond detection & early warnings into the direction of pre-emption.
Hmmm, when was that heard before?
All about preventing destruction.
Naturally it sought out the help of D.O.D. (Dept of Defense) in combating tornados before they drill down & touch ground in the hope of at least altering an onrushing tornado’s course.
Or, better still, turn it back & kill it... with a nuclear device! No kidding; sounds aggressive but true... & so very Federal.
“Huh, Washington, we got a few misty raindrops out over the Great Plains, drifting north to northeast toward Brooklyn.”
“Roger. OK, the President’s a little worried about the upcoming Iowa causcus in the next election. This could be good for those all-important approval ratings. A predator drone is on the way.”
In its wake, the Air Force leaves behind this bar that spins tornadically in the way that zippers & sharks share in common some biting buzzsaw teeth.
So shocking tastebuds go into a coma, so call 911 beforehand.
Appearance 4.7 / 5
| Color: | burnt orange-brown w/ mossy green coffee studs |
| Surface: | Jekyll & Hyde: smooth operator on the face of it / pelted on the backside |
| Temper: | tight crystallization |
| Snap: | pure cracker |
Aroma 8.3 / 10
hard coffee slab attacking the senses... long & strong w/ lots of fresh snap & berry-bright on copper-leaf verve... chocolate amazingly punches thru the granite bottom
Mouthfeel 9.8 / 15
| Texture: | tooth-breaking debris field |
| Melt: | corkscrew picking thru the pieces |
Flavor 40.2 / 50
bobbsey twins of mayhem: hooks right in on a churning Chocolate-Coffee funnel cloud as café tannins splash against cacáo acids &, no surprise, sour Madagascar cocoa wraps around coffee of Ethiopia intensifying the rotation -> juicy downdraft touches down & levels taste-buds -> fantastic clearing of flavor leaves indelible aftermath: a frenzied hail of fizzy-skittles... clean & sweet coffee scintillating in lemon jasmine tea... leaves mouths ringing the rest of the day
Quality 15.4 / 20
Unlike any coffee-chocolate combine to date.
A first: chopped coffee beans – large coffee nibs really - rather than ground; apparently of Ethiopian heirloom vigor & strength.
Pity the poor berry for encountering this malignant cocoa bean from Madagascar. A scary vertical-edge: no intricacies whatsoever to fuse the two prior to the mouth’s chew -- the combo amped, brash & haphazardly rough-cut.
Pointless exhibition other than to demo (RE: demolition) how a complete mismatch initially tastes without seemingly any forethought but with plenty of Vosges-like execution all the way down to... the bottom. But the dregs are spared by that miraculous buzzsaw ender that might just be a happy accident or, given the Mast Bros’ creativity, evidence of intelligent design considering that they as well as anyone know the sour-headaches in Madagascar cacáo which play no small role in generating it.
Forget first impressions; the lasting ones here count.
ING: cacáo, sugar, coffee
Reviewed Spring 2010
A first: chopped coffee beans – large coffee nibs really - rather than ground; apparently of Ethiopian heirloom vigor & strength.
Pity the poor berry for encountering this malignant cocoa bean from Madagascar. A scary vertical-edge: no intricacies whatsoever to fuse the two prior to the mouth’s chew -- the combo amped, brash & haphazardly rough-cut.
Pointless exhibition other than to demo (RE: demolition) how a complete mismatch initially tastes without seemingly any forethought but with plenty of Vosges-like execution all the way down to... the bottom. But the dregs are spared by that miraculous buzzsaw ender that might just be a happy accident or, given the Mast Bros’ creativity, evidence of intelligent design considering that they as well as anyone know the sour-headaches in Madagascar cacáo which play no small role in generating it.
Forget first impressions; the lasting ones here count.
ING: cacáo, sugar, coffee
Reviewed Spring 2010