About 5 years ago, I used to watch a show called Passport to Europe with host, Samantha Brown. I watched that show like it was a religion. On one such episode, the host visited Prague and took the viewers to a café called Café Imperial.
So, the story about this café is as follows: a bowl of stale doughnuts can be purchased and thrown at other patrons of the café. A czech novel called Saturnin prompted the idea and the café decided to have a bowl of yesterday's doughnuts for sale as a gag. Here's the psychology behind the doughnuts:
1. Those who would look at a bowl of doughnuts and think nothing;
2. those who dream of throwing them, and;
3. those who would actually do it.
I look at this list and wonder who actually would do it because I would probably look at a bowl of doughnuts sitting out and think, "Who would leave a bowl of doughnuts out to get all nasty?" I guess my response isn't on the list because I am thinking something about the doughnuts, but not that I'd like to throw them at people.
Anyway, I guess when it comes down to it, maybe those people who would think it was fun to throw stale doughnuts at other are better off. Being a jerk these days seems to be the way to get ahead in the world. Although I may not think to walk into a café, buy a bunch of old doughnuts and throw them at people who are just trying to relax; I may buy them and throw them at people who make others miserable.
Well, I suppose if one is going to order a bowl of stale doughnuts, then it is best that recommend the cat poo coffee to go with it. This type of coffee is not sold, at least not to my knowledge, at this particular café. For that, we internet travellers can return to our own crowded gourmet cafés at home. Okay, this coffee is not made with your average housecat poo. It's made with civet poo, a wildcat from Indonesia. Kopi luwak = coffee made from the beans passed through the digestive system of the civet and found in its feces. The exact process goes like this: civets like to eat the coffee berries and as a result, the berries break down in the civet's stomach and the coffee bean is passed through the animal's digestive system. A coffee farmer can then pluck the beans out of the 'leavings' of the civet. These beans are highly prized the world over and such a coffee made from the beans fetches quite a price (more than Blittie can afford or would ever spend on a cup of coffee). I have a picture of the civet for you...
Sounds like a plan to me: stale doughnuts and cat poo coffee for breakfast. Yum yum! Thus endth my blog for Foodie Tuesday.
Kudos to the person who took the Ceiling Cat photo. It's fabulous. I wanted to put it into the Café Imperial ceiling, but it is so lovely that I couldn't deface it.