Passive Coffee
Posted by theworldgonemad on January 26, 2008


Why would someone do this? You gotta’ be passionate about something, otherwise, why get involved? Would it be because if you don’t do it, no one will? How many times do we fall into that little trap? I could name quite a few into which I have fallen…but that’s not really necessary. Let’s just list some random examples…shall we?
Steak. Need I say more? Ok, for those of you who have yet to experience the thrilling rush of flavors from a well marbled, well seasoned, well aged steak…here goes. I meet with a good friend and mentor of mine once a week for breakfast. We started with the little things like pancakes, and one week we might eat at a little restaurant in town, one week we might find ourselves eating at a chain…then we thought, why eat out every week? Not only does it become expensive, and the service leaves something to be desired, and you can’t guarantee the plates, cups/glasses, or even the silverware wasn’t cleaned by someone they happened to pickup on the way to work who was never really formally trained by his mom/dad to properly clean the dishes so instead he rinses them off with a little ice water, grabs the nearest rag off the floor left there from last night when an associate vomited all over the floor from food poisoning because he was playing with Chinese toys over his lunch break and somehow ingested the little toy and the lead spread throughout his stomach…and…I digress.
Where was I? Oh, cleanliness, it may not be right next to Godliness, but it has to be in the same ballpark. So, we stopped eating out and started eating at home paying as much for a couple of steaks that we could quite easily season and marinade and grill for the same price we were paying for eggs and toast at the local restaurants. On top of all that, when you go out to eat, and your planning on getting into a nice deep Biblical conversation about life and all its complexities, the last thing you want to deal with is sitting in between a table of loud chatters on one side and vacationers who have been on the road since last Tuesday and their 15 children haven’t slept all night and are just a tad on the irritating side.
If you’re planning on cooking something as delicate and yet as scrumptious as steak, why not do it with passion. You can’t just stick it on a pizza plan. place it in the oven and 15min later have a steakhouse tasting meal…nope! Doesn’t work that way. It requires attention. The same thing with coffee. Too many people plop some freeze dried year old coffee grounds made from dirt and kitty litter into a 50 year old pot and add some tap water that hasn’t been filtered since Moses parted the red sea. You just can’t expect Starbucks to come flowing out of the reservoir when you throw things together like that without a second notice.
Do you remember how much care your Grandma took in baking ginger crinkle cookies, and dutch apple pie, and home smoked honey baked ham? Excuse me one moment…I hear the fridge callin’ my name.
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Ok, I’m back. Now, remember how much time they put into making it right? They didn’t just throw it into a pot and take a nap – no! They put great attention to detail. They did it with passion. They took pride in their work. They made certain that when it came out of the oven the aroma was so powerful that as she turned around there would be your dad attempting to negotiate for the first bite while you stood there with your best puppy dog eyes, begging to lick the spoon, but if she would refuse, you were ready to play the part of Hansel and Grettall and take care of ‘Ol Grandma so there would be no dispute over getting to lick the spoon.
Do you understand where I am going with this? Do what you love (within reason, legally, and biblically sound) And love what you do. Take pride in your work, and let others know that you are proud of the outcome of your project because they can see that you put forth your best effort. “Whatever you do, whether you eat, or drink, or whatsoever you do, do all to the glory of God”





Deniz said
Absolutely GREAT! Love what you said and it’s SO TRUE!
You also made me laugh – I like a bit of schizophrenic writing to wake me up in the morning!
Keep up your passion! We’re on the same page and yes, I concoct wonderful gourmet dishes at home and you’re absolutely right about the annoying noise etc. not to mention (lack of service) in restaurants. Think how much you save in tip money when you cook at home that you could be using to buy some new clothes.
Tip: Best Dim-Sum – PING’S – Mott Street in Chinatown – the Chinese start piling in at 8 AM and by 11 AM every Sat. and Sun. there’s a line out the door (everyone in the know eats their fabulous as close to authentic as you get – Chinese – here.
theworldgonemad said
Thanks for the encouragement, Deniz. It’s always uplifting to hear from a fan…that is…unless they are popping in to criticize your work…then…it’s not so much. It’s been so long since I wrote the article, I had to go back and look at what the good Lord allowed me to write. You’re right…I was funny. (kidding, normally I am very humble, but even I gotta’ take a break every once and a while) I am thrilled to hear that there are indeed others out there passionate about this incredible thing taken for granted, which some call food…I call a little taste of heaven. And I can’t wait to hear HIS ideas for making the perfectly grilled steak as well as perfecting the ever impressive cappuccino.
One problem I have with the money saving thing…is…it’s hard for me to save any…even when I am saving any. Have you been to the local department stores lately? Where are all the customer service people? When I attempt to pull one aside to ask a question about a product or where to find a certain product…they act like I am interrupting their work…? I am so puzzled with that sort of behavior, for I thought it was the customer who paid their salary. So, the money I save, might very well be spent at a Men’s specialty store where they actually care if and how often you spend money there, and I am often greeted with a smile, treated as a king, and walk out broke ‘cuz it’s too hard to resist their entrancing service…who wouldn’t want to spend money at an establishment where both it, and you, are greatly appreciated?