Sundays have become far more relaxed for me since I am no longer mowing the yard. I slept until almost 7 am this morning. It’s still a little discombobulating making coffee in the morning. I have to go find everything scattered throughout the house and take it to the kitchen.
Some of you know I drink coffee from Blue Bottle. It’s a company that originated in Los Angeles. I was introduced to it many years ago when in San Francisco for opera. Fairly close to the opera house was an area that seemingly, at the time, was a warehouse district. As I passed by, I saw a long line snaking down the block. My curiosity aroused, I went to investigate. There was a little hole in the wall with a metal overhead sliding door with baristas taking and making orders. I thought, what the hell, and decided to get some regular coffee. I was amazed.
At the time, Blue Bottle normally roasted their beans on Tuesday and if they are not sold out by then, they throw the rest away. This place in San Francisco was their only “store” although there were several in Los Angeles, and strangely, Oakland. I later Googled the company and found they would ship coffee anywhere. I ordered a medley of blends so they would send me a different one each 14 days. Typically, I would be notified of my order on Tuesday and received the coffee on Thursday. Opening that bag of coffee was amazing! At first, I used an electric grinder but I noticed that the grinder was slowly battering the plastic cover to bits. I switched to hand grinder. I always use French press ever since my electric percolator died. Since then I’ve gotten fancy and use an electric burr grinder.
The purpose of this story is the post office. When I first started ordering the coffee, it arrived in my mail box like clockwork on Thursday. Back then, the mail carrier put my mail in my box before noon. The cost was $16/pound, including priority mail postage. A few years later, the cost per pound and shipping was $18.
About that time I noticed that sometimes the coffee arrived on Fridays instead of Thursdays. Then it got to arriving on Saturdays. When it was late on a Saturday, I emailed the company (they respond almost immediately when they get to the office, California time). No, they had not changed their roasting day nor their shipping day.
Next thing that happens (this year) the price went to $20/pound. Then the coffee started arriving the following Monday, or Tuesday, or Wednesday. The result would be I would run out of coffee at first and then have too much left if the next shipment came on time. Remember, this is priority mail.
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This month, the company dropped their price back to $18/pound! Blue Bottle is an excellent company, very responsive and very well run. I can only chalk up the later deliveries to the U.S. Postal Service. So, maybe this idea of slowing down the mail is real.
On a different note, every June, I have my palm trees denuded of coconuts and trimmed up. When I first moved here, I was politely informed that I needed to have my nuts removed – er, coconuts. Seems they become canon balls during hurricanes. Since 1995, I’ve always done this. First one tree trimming service then another. One long time trimmer died, another took over the business and went broke, a third kept trying to up-sell me with chemicals and I finally have used one guy for the last three years. He does a good job.
Two months after the last trim, one of my first palm trees I planted died. This was a nice coconut palm. I even had someone offer me $800 for it 20 years ago. I’m not sure it was hit by lightning, killed by a fungus, or actually killed by the tree trimmer. It’s slowly but surely been shedding fronds. One day I walked out and found 4 fonds on the ground, but usually it is one or two a day. It looks like the remainder of the dead fronds are holding on by a thread.
Once the fronds leave, I’ll have an extremely large phallic symbol in the front yard. I’ll miss this palm. It was a prolific producer of coconuts. I figured in a pinch, I could always feast on coconut meat and drink the milk. Any suggestions as to what I should plant in its place?
