This fun piece by Gabriela Gershenson reminded me of the following:
"Coffee makes a sad man, cheerful; a languorous man, active; a cold man, warm; a warm man, glowing; a debilitated man, strong. It intoxicates, without inviting the police; it excites a flow of spirits, and awakens mental powers thought to be dead . . . Coffee clears the mind of vapors; the brain of cobwebs; the heart of pain; the soul of care. It invigorates the faculties, and makes an old man young. It is the terror of advancing age. Creditors fly from it; debtors cry for it. When coffee is bad, it is the wickedest thing in town; when good, the most glorious. When it has lost its aromatic flavor, and appeals no more to the eye, smell or taste, it is fierce; but when left in a sick room, with the lid off, it fills the room with a fragrance only jacque-minots can rival. The very smell of coffee in a sick room terrorizes death."
-- from Over the Black Coffee by Arthur Gray (1902)
-- sdl
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