When I started this blog, I thought
my post on squattie
training would be the most vulgar of my posts. As soon as I heard about a drink called Kopi
Luwak, I knew that this would change.
Before I continue, I would like to apologize to my Mother for the
embarrassment that is about to come. She
really did raise me to have manners, I just feel obligated to educate my
readers about what has been called the most expensive coffee in the world.
I first learned of Luwak coffee
while relaxing with some new Aussie friends in the resort pool. My new friend asked me,
“So what do you plan ta see while
you’re in Bali?”
“I think we are going to take a day
to see some temples and maybe some rice paddies. Is there anything you would suggest that we
see?” I replied.
“Are you going ta go see the cat
shit coffee?” She asked.
“Excuse me?”
“Yeah, you need ta go see the cat
shit coffee.” She insisted. “It’s about a four hour ride away but it is
worth it."
My inner 10 year old was quite
curious as to how this process worked, so I asked Chris if he was interested in
seeing the process.
“Um, no.” he stated
emphatically. We figured we could spend
our time doing other fun activities. I
figured he was completely grossed out by the concept so I dropped the subject.
While Chris and I were on the way
to lunch in Bali, our driver asked if we were interested in seeing how coffee
was made.
“Is this the cat poop coffee plantation?” I questioned.
“Why yes!” he responded. “It’s very
close to the rice paddies.”
“Okay, let’s go…but I’m not
drinking the coffee.” Chris replied.
So after our yummy lunch, we
visited Bali Pulina Coffee Plantation to see how the world’s most expensive
coffee is made.
The Kopi Luwak, or Luwak Coffee is made from these beautiful coffee berries. |
After the civet cat poops the beans, plantation workers clean them. |
Then the beans are dried. |
After 2 weeks or so, workers peel the beans. |
Workers then brown the beans over an open flame, |
then grind them the old fashioned way. |
The end product is Luwak Coffee! |
After our
quick tour of the production line, we were served a complementary coffee/ tea
flight. While sampling the goods, Mr. "I'm Not Drinking That" decided to pay the $5.50 to taste the
cat poop coffee.
This was our view from the plantation cafe. |
Chris was underwhelmed by the coffee. He claimed it wasn't as tasty as Starbucks and there really wasn't a distinct flavor. I'm not a coffee drinker, so I passed on the experience. |
He said it was okay to the last drop. |
For the remainder of the vacation, I would look at Chris and giggle,
"Hee hee hee...you drank cat poop coffee."