the boss’s porch-grown coffee cherries are now de-muscilageed, or however you say it. mystically patio dried and treated with estate-like reverence, their wilting husk remainders nonetheless prompt this blog to marvel: the pry-with-your-thumb method is for the birds. if opposable thumbs are the ethiopian tool of choice, then theirs must be made of flint. mine are in bleeding tatters.
UPDATE: oh, right. they’ve got “giant wooden mortar-and-pestles” — coffee-adaptable devices with which this blog is not entirely unfamiliar.