Off topic I know, but what the hell is the fascination with Trippy Tips? I think they're freakin ugly. lol I had to get that off my chest.
I couldn't agree more.
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Off topic I know, but what the hell is the fascination with Trippy Tips? I think they're freakin ugly. lol I had to get that off my chest.
Off topic I know, but what the hell is the fascination with Trippy Tips? I think they're freakin ugly. lol I had to get that off my chest.
Yup. After offering to sit in the man's lap, he volunteered to help out in the shop. And a lot of people might have been embarrassed, or shamed into saying yes after being put on the spot like that. Zen didn't even blink!
I enjoyed the interview. I like it when I hear things like he is scaling to meet demand. For selfish, and not so selfish, reasons I like to hear this, since then me and the rest of us can hopefully get a hold of something Zen. If not a mini, or a standard, the Z-atty would be the next best thing. That really is the business end of the device.
I can't wait for the day when I can be like, "Hmm I'd like to buy a Z-atty/mini", go to the site and just order one. How sweet would that be?
Once... a long time ago... a man entered the Zen coffee house and asked the proprietor what kind of coffee he was serving that day.
The proprietor calmly smiled and said... "The same as every other day... we have the one dollar coffee and the one hundred dollar coffee".
The patron was quite taken aback with the very concept of the one hundred dollar cup of coffee... knowing he would never be able to justify the expense of the more expensive version.
He ordered the one dollar cup.
The proprietor pulled his coffee cart to the table, and prepared the beans, explaining every step of the process as he went. It was a grand display of coffee preparation and it was absolutely lovely to watch.
The patron found all of the pomp and regalia to be a bit annoying, as he really only wanted a cup of coffee... not a show. His cup of coffee was good... very good! And he left satisfied that he had a refreshing cup of coffee for a fair price.
Each day the patron stopped in at the coffee house and just like all the days before, the coffee ceremony was the same... painstaking preparation of the beans into grounds... filtering the water through the finest kimono silk... and serving it at exactly the right temperature to maximize both flavor and scent.
And each day, the patron became more and more enamored with the process...
He started out wanting a nice cup of coffee... but this hundred dollar cup haunted him.
The dollar ceremony seemed so extravagant... so amazingly planned and presented... the hundred dollar cup surely mst be special!
He thought about that hundred dollar cup of coffee day and night... week after week... perhaps some day he would be able to afford it.
For months this went on... until one day the patron decided HE JUST HAD TO KNOW... And he ordered the hundred dollar cup of Joe.
The proprietor smiled and began the presentation...
He wheeled the cart to the table.... the patron watched in anticipation.
The proprietor began grinding the beans as the patron watched intently... breathing in the scent of the fresh ground beans as it slowly permeated the air...
As the water was being filtered through the silk, the patron could hear the sound of the water dripping into the flask where the coffee and water would brew into an amazing cup of coffee...
This was the same ceremony he had seen for months... but this time... he was mindful... his senses were alive... he was in THIS moment.
The cup of coffee was amazing... so full of flavor... a treat for every sense...
The Patron said to the proprietor... "I don't understand... for months you have performed the same ceremony for one dollar and now today, you charged me one hundred dollars".
The proprietor smiled.... "the difference is you... for months you have paid me one dollar for a cup of coffee, which I only know how to make one way... every day I make the coffee the same way because that is the best way to make a cup of coffee and I will not make it poorly just because you don't place a higher value on it"
He continued... "today you placed a higher value on it, and by doing so, your enjoyment of it increased tremendously... the coffee, once perfected cannot improve... your perception of the coffee is the only variable, and you cannot appreciate the real experience of a one hundred dollar cup of coffee by paying less for it."
In short, I did not give pBusardo a Z-atty pro for free, because part of the zenfidel experience is the build-up and anticipation that every one of you has experienced in the process of getting one. If he wants one, he will get the full Zenfildel experience. He will wait... and he will pay.
And he will appreciate it more than if he didn't.
Got some of zen~'s juice today. I will say it us not what I expected. I expected the aussie licorice to be pretty close to my Pluid. maybe it is just me, but I can tell a big difference between anise and licorice. But to Aussie licorice is very good. And I see it being great for giving my tastebuds a break from my Pluid.
Next I tried the black ice. And now I know why I failed at making my Anna-Preeze. I can't do menthol. It's just not for me. Which is weird because I love "fisherman's friend". And that is what I expected the black ice to taste like. At times I did get that taste but it was very faint.
So black ice is not for me, so I will not say it's good or bad. The Aussie licorice is great. It has a very full flavor but it not a strong flavor. It weird that I can't even taste that with the black ice. But I couldn't even taste the anise in my Pluid when I added menthol.
I really like the Aussie licorice and will have to get more. It is a true licorice taste.
Once... a long time ago... a man entered the Zen coffee house and asked the proprietor what kind of coffee he was serving that day.
The proprietor calmly smiled and said... "The same as every other day... we have the one dollar coffee and the one hundred dollar coffee".
The patron was quite taken aback with the very concept of the one hundred dollar cup of coffee... knowing he would never be able to justify the expense of the more expensive version.
He ordered the one dollar cup.
The proprietor pulled his coffee cart to the table, and prepared the beans, explaining every step of the process as he went. It was a grand display of coffee preparation and it was absolutely lovely to watch.
The patron found all of the pomp and regalia to be a bit annoying, as he really only wanted a cup of coffee... not a show. His cup of coffee was good... very good! And he left satisfied that he had a refreshing cup of coffee for a fair price.
Each day the patron stopped in at the coffee house and just like all the days before, the coffee ceremony was the same... painstaking preparation of the beans into grounds... filtering the water through the finest kimono silk... and serving it at exactly the right temperature to maximize both flavor and scent.
And each day, the patron became more and more enamored with the process...
He started out wanting a nice cup of coffee... but this hundred dollar cup haunted him.
The dollar ceremony seemed so extravagant... so amazingly planned and presented... the hundred dollar cup surely mst be special!
He thought about that hundred dollar cup of coffee day and night... week after week... perhaps some day he would be able to afford it.
For months this went on... until one day the patron decided HE JUST HAD TO KNOW... And he ordered the hundred dollar cup of Joe.
The proprietor smiled and began the presentation...
He wheeled the cart to the table.... the patron watched in anticipation.
The proprietor began grinding the beans as the patron watched intently... breathing in the scent of the fresh ground beans as it slowly permeated the air...
As the water was being filtered through the silk, the patron could hear the sound of the water dripping into the flask where the coffee and water would brew into an amazing cup of coffee...
This was the same ceremony he had seen for months... but this time... he was mindful... his senses were alive... he was in THIS moment.
The cup of coffee was amazing... so full of flavor... a treat for every sense...
The Patron said to the proprietor... "I don't understand... for months you have performed the same ceremony for one dollar and now today, you charged me one hundred dollars".
The proprietor smiled.... "the difference is you... for months you have paid me one dollar for a cup of coffee, which I only know how to make one way... every day I make the coffee the same way because that is the best way to make a cup of coffee and I will not make it poorly just because you don't place a higher value on it"
He continued... "today you placed a higher value on it, and by doing so, your enjoyment of it increased tremendously... the coffee, once perfected cannot improve... your perception of the coffee is the only variable, and you cannot appreciate the real experience of a one hundred dollar cup of coffee by paying less for it."
In short, I did not give pBusardo a Z-atty pro for free, because part of the zenfidel experience is the build-up and anticipation that every one of you has experienced in the process of getting one. If he wants one, he will get the full Zenfildel experience. He will wait... and he will pay.
And he will appreciate it more than if he didn't.
I don't know how much more anticipation my heart can handle.Once... a long time ago... a man entered the Zen coffee house and asked the proprietor what kind of coffee he was serving that day.
The proprietor calmly smiled and said... "The same as every other day... we have the one dollar coffee and the one hundred dollar coffee".
The patron was quite taken aback with the very concept of the one hundred dollar cup of coffee... knowing he would never be able to justify the expense of the more expensive version.
He ordered the one dollar cup.
The proprietor pulled his coffee cart to the table, and prepared the beans, explaining every step of the process as he went. It was a grand display of coffee preparation and it was absolutely lovely to watch.
The patron found all of the pomp and regalia to be a bit annoying, as he really only wanted a cup of coffee... not a show. His cup of coffee was good... very good! And he left satisfied that he had a refreshing cup of coffee for a fair price.
Each day the patron stopped in at the coffee house and just like all the days before, the coffee ceremony was the same... painstaking preparation of the beans into grounds... filtering the water through the finest kimono silk... and serving it at exactly the right temperature to maximize both flavor and scent.
And each day, the patron became more and more enamored with the process...
He started out wanting a nice cup of coffee... but this hundred dollar cup haunted him.
The dollar ceremony seemed so extravagant... so amazingly planned and presented... the hundred dollar cup surely mst be special!
He thought about that hundred dollar cup of coffee day and night... week after week... perhaps some day he would be able to afford it.
For months this went on... until one day the patron decided HE JUST HAD TO KNOW... And he ordered the hundred dollar cup of Joe.
The proprietor smiled and began the presentation...
He wheeled the cart to the table.... the patron watched in anticipation.
The proprietor began grinding the beans as the patron watched intently... breathing in the scent of the fresh ground beans as it slowly permeated the air...
As the water was being filtered through the silk, the patron could hear the sound of the water dripping into the flask where the coffee and water would brew into an amazing cup of coffee...
This was the same ceremony he had seen for months... but this time... he was mindful... his senses were alive... he was in THIS moment.
The cup of coffee was amazing... so full of flavor... a treat for every sense...
The Patron said to the proprietor... "I don't understand... for months you have performed the same ceremony for one dollar and now today, you charged me one hundred dollars".
The proprietor smiled.... "the difference is you... for months you have paid me one dollar for a cup of coffee, which I only know how to make one way... every day I make the coffee the same way because that is the best way to make a cup of coffee and I will not make it poorly just because you don't place a higher value on it"
He continued... "today you placed a higher value on it, and by doing so, your enjoyment of it increased tremendously... the coffee, once perfected cannot improve... your perception of the coffee is the only variable, and you cannot appreciate the real experience of a one hundred dollar cup of coffee by paying less for it."
In short, I did not give pBusardo a Z-atty pro for free, because part of the zenfidel experience is the build-up and anticipation that every one of you has experienced in the process of getting one. If he wants one, he will get the full Zenfildel experience. He will wait... and he will pay.
And he will appreciate it more than if he didn't.