I had poo coffee.

Jim brought some gourmet coffee back from Vietnam. It's this swanky blend that is - I'm not joking - passed through the intestinal tract of a certain civet weasel before being cleaned up and roasted.

Now, tell me: who was the first person to think this might be a good idea? Did it perhaps start as a drunken bet? A dare? A punishment? Just an interesting thought.

I have drank coffee made out of beans which have made a trip through a mammal's bowels.

And it's good.