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@fuckyouheresyourcoffee
Hullo, I'm nina and I run Give Me Coffee or Give Me Death. If I think your order sucks I will proceed to mock you and your drink viciously.
this is where you come and order (or listen to juicy gossip/give me juicy gossip!)
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Hello cave-dwellers and cafe-dwellers of the big Tumb.
Give me your opinions on thyme. And spices, in general. I have plans and I have plots.
@one-coming-is-enough turned this former mink coat née zombie into an accountant named Robert. I'm pretty sure he'll work for meat. Everyone knows that you're the number one employer of magically sapient critters around here.
How do you know I didn't already employ him? Robert is a respectable young man and I will not stand for any slander about him.
Hi darling can I have 12 hot chocolates? Oh and do you have espresso whipped cream? I found some new albums and have no intention on sleeping for the next 27 hours.
(-@maggiesrecordshop)
Hello to you too, angel.
Yes, you can have twelve hot cocoas, and yes, of course you can have espresso whipped cream (I make it just for you, though I will never understand the appeal of whipped cream)
New albums are great and all, darling, but you must need take care of your health, yes? I will go over and visit you after the aforementioned 27 hours.
put them in a room together
“order accurately and fast, I haven’t slept in 30 hours and I will not hesitate to mock you if you fumble your words”
Yes, please. Put Nina and me in a room together. I believe I'd quite like that. I've always enjoyed our pleasant banter.
2024 - 1969 = 55
2024 will be my year. Wish me luck.
@fuckyouheresyourcoffee, I'd love to take you out for your birthday this coming June.
@fuckyouheresyourcoffee I will take you out anytime and be exactly as much of a gentlewoman as you want Me to be.
I feel oddly flattered. Should I feel flattered?
Firstly, Hello, MetaStock. I will kindly decline, as I would much rather go kiss a leech.
Second. Hello God. (can I call you Sophie?)
we can go get horribly drunk on shit tequila- heavens forbid (and yes I did make that joke on purpose) ichor any time.
Hello coffee mortal.
What do you recommend?
- @fishyfiles
did you know that fish are highly allergic to caffeine? fish placed within any liquid other than water suffers a painful death!
the doctor prescribes a single cup of cold water on the house and one cute cat picture.
the coffee cup is the ultimate it girl of Good Omens
Ah, yes. I remember the old days before @pret-a-metatron, when I still had to purchase subpar coffee from @fuckyouheresyourcoffee. There have been upgrades since then. See my the new and improved oatmilk latte with almond syrup.
I am going to make you into donuts and throw them at unsuspecting seagulls.
I need to stay awake for twenty four hours and I can only have one coffee. Please help.
I have one (1) drink for your problem.
side effects may include:seizures, heart palpitations, cardiac arrest, death, prophetic visions and more. coffee/death not held responsible.
It's called Black Label. I bought the stuff from a scuffed Amazon. I. I'm not sure if-
*she hands you a plastic cup of hot coffee. the steam curls into vague shapes that by no means resemble skulls and crossbones.*
Good luck.
Friends. Fellers. Acquaintances.
there's a. there's a fish on my front doorstep. it's in a light bulb. why is it in a light bulb.
I am Not a rescue center. i already have callum, django, spring and summer.
on a completely unrelated note, I have named it dishwasher, and if it comes to harm I will explode with the force of a million suns.
Hello Nina! Do you happen to have any concoctions that help with anxiety? I’ve been having a bad time mentally lately and really need something to settle my brain.
Yeah, hold on a mo'.
*she disappears in a comical puff of smoke, before re-appearing.*
Here you go. Coconut water. It's got a solid amount of minerals that regulate brain activity in it, so that should help.
Of course, if you don't like coconut (I don't.), have a cup of moon milk. I put ashwagandha and turmeric in it, so it should help with sleeping/calming the brain.
... what is moon milk?
The best warm milk to ever warm milk, that's what it is. It's one half warm milk (I use the cashew variety. don't ask why) and the other half is all spices and honey.
There are so many posts about the weirdness around Nina and Maggie, but the thing that has always bothered me the most is that both of them know Aziraphale but neither one of them seems to know Crowley. Like, at ALL. Not even by sight. Which doesn’t make any sense. For the last four years, Crowley has basically been unemployed and homeless (this sentence made me so sad to type). He has had literally NOTHING to do except hang out at Aziraphale’s bookshop. And the vibe at the beginning of s2 is that he’s there a LOT. Like, multiple times per week (“we both get plenty of use out of it, don’t we”). When Aziraphale calls him in the first episode, he says “2 minutes” the way you tell your spouse how long until you’re home from the grocery store, especially if you were on your way home already.
The dialogue goes to great lengths to highlight that Nina and Maggie SHOULD know Crowley, which just heightens the weirdness of it. When they're at the pub, Crowley asks Aziraphale, “What’s wrong with the cafe?” (implying they usually go to the cafe), but Aziraphale made a point of introducing Crowley to Nina in the first episode. And Nina makes a point of saying to Maggie that she always remembers “the regulars," but she doesn't seem to remember Crowley. Of course, she immediately notices both Jim and Muriel outside the bookshop, so she's clearly paying attention to what's happening in the neighborhood and it seems like she couldn't have failed to spot him coming and going all the time.
And Maggie's situation is even weirder. Her whole back story is that she basically grew up IN the bookshop because her grandmother’s record store was essentially in a corner of the bookshop. And yet, when Maggie and Nina see Crowley on the street right before the lightning strike, Nina says, “Do you see that bloke? Six shots of espresso and he's smoking,” and Maggie responds, “I think that man was just struck by lightning.” Which is something you say about someone you’ve never laid eyes on before. She didn’t say, “Oh, that’s Mr. Fell’s friend,” or “I’ve seen him around. He stops by Mr. Fell’s shop a lot.” And then when he comes back, "It's him. The one who was just struck by lightning. The six shots of espresso." Again, no flash of recognition of anything before the current day. This happens immediately after she's just told Nina about knowing Aziraphale since she was little. It’s just weird. Why build a back story that would put her in extremely close proximity to Crowley LITERALLY her entire life and then write dialogue that makes it clear she's never laid eyes on him before?
You could maybe think, well they're just so used to having to hide...but then I asked myself: Does it make sense that the day that you find out there is an extremely dangerous, existence-threatening problem hiding out in your ineffable husband's bookshop is also the day that you would decide to STOP keeping a low profile and start wandering the streets with abandon, introducing yourself to all the local shopkeepers, and ferrying large plants into and out of said bookshop? No. No, it does not.
In any other show, you could assume that the writers just didn’t think about it very carefully. But, given the layers and layers of meaning and symbolism baked into every detail of this show, from the dialogue, to the costuming, the set design, lighting, blocking, etc., and the way that the story folds back on itself again and again, it just feels significant.
I’ve read this over and over. Mr. Fell and Mr. Crowley were very, very careful for 6,000 years.
This is making me think harder than I ever have since I’ve been on earth. 🌍😳
@docdust , you’re so clever (and not stupid) what do you think of this???
@funnyoldworld-isnt-it I think you’ve sent me down a rabbit hole.
@muriel-not-the-dim-one Do you want to know my honest opinion? I never trusted Nina and Maggie for one second ... Something's wrong about them, provoking the demons into the bookshop, not being hypnotized my Mr. Fell ... They are very dark horses if you ask me.
On a personal note, who would EVER forget or NOT notice this guy?
The thing is that Nina is, well...
She's special. Not the way you might think, or she might think.
She's one of the realest people on the street, for one.
And a sovereign princess of the land who could easily bring about a Second Coming.
Are you sure Nina is not one of @the-metatron's rogue instruments? In what sense is she "REAL"?
One coming is enough, btw.
@fuckyouheresyourcoffee is one of my people, yes. As are all the 'humans' on Whickber Street in Soho, in some way or another, usually through my relationships with their grandparents.
Aw. Am I, you strange, wrinkled, decrepit fool?
I will melt the flesh off your bones for this. You will prostrate yourself before an un-smiling God and weep, as the flames of my scorn creep up your skin, and only will you achieve salvation then, as your God spits on you in contempt. I hope you achieve anything you wish in life, and only then realize that it is, and ne'er will be enough.
Prostate you say?
I am going to puncture your eyes with an awl. I will raze everything you hold dear to the ground. I will tear out your eyes, and let them dangle in the wind from their optic nerves, like some sort of wind chime.
Are you sure your grandfather isn't Odin?
That's. Very specific.
DIY-ing a spear, finding a Large Tree and booking a nine-day, nine-night vacation as we speak, my friend.
There are so many posts about the weirdness around Nina and Maggie, but the thing that has always bothered me the most is that both of them know Aziraphale but neither one of them seems to know Crowley. Like, at ALL. Not even by sight. Which doesn’t make any sense. For the last four years, Crowley has basically been unemployed and homeless (this sentence made me so sad to type). He has had literally NOTHING to do except hang out at Aziraphale’s bookshop. And the vibe at the beginning of s2 is that he’s there a LOT. Like, multiple times per week (“we both get plenty of use out of it, don’t we”). When Aziraphale calls him in the first episode, he says “2 minutes” the way you tell your spouse how long until you’re home from the grocery store, especially if you were on your way home already.
The dialogue goes to great lengths to highlight that Nina and Maggie SHOULD know Crowley, which just heightens the weirdness of it. When they're at the pub, Crowley asks Aziraphale, “What’s wrong with the cafe?” (implying they usually go to the cafe), but Aziraphale made a point of introducing Crowley to Nina in the first episode. And Nina makes a point of saying to Maggie that she always remembers “the regulars," but she doesn't seem to remember Crowley. Of course, she immediately notices both Jim and Muriel outside the bookshop, so she's clearly paying attention to what's happening in the neighborhood and it seems like she couldn't have failed to spot him coming and going all the time.
And Maggie's situation is even weirder. Her whole back story is that she basically grew up IN the bookshop because her grandmother’s record store was essentially in a corner of the bookshop. And yet, when Maggie and Nina see Crowley on the street right before the lightning strike, Nina says, “Do you see that bloke? Six shots of espresso and he's smoking,” and Maggie responds, “I think that man was just struck by lightning.” Which is something you say about someone you’ve never laid eyes on before. She didn’t say, “Oh, that’s Mr. Fell’s friend,” or “I’ve seen him around. He stops by Mr. Fell’s shop a lot.” And then when he comes back, "It's him. The one who was just struck by lightning. The six shots of espresso." Again, no flash of recognition of anything before the current day. This happens immediately after she's just told Nina about knowing Aziraphale since she was little. It’s just weird. Why build a back story that would put her in extremely close proximity to Crowley LITERALLY her entire life and then write dialogue that makes it clear she's never laid eyes on him before?
You could maybe think, well they're just so used to having to hide...but then I asked myself: Does it make sense that the day that you find out there is an extremely dangerous, existence-threatening problem hiding out in your ineffable husband's bookshop is also the day that you would decide to STOP keeping a low profile and start wandering the streets with abandon, introducing yourself to all the local shopkeepers, and ferrying large plants into and out of said bookshop? No. No, it does not.
In any other show, you could assume that the writers just didn’t think about it very carefully. But, given the layers and layers of meaning and symbolism baked into every detail of this show, from the dialogue, to the costuming, the set design, lighting, blocking, etc., and the way that the story folds back on itself again and again, it just feels significant.
I’ve read this over and over. Mr. Fell and Mr. Crowley were very, very careful for 6,000 years.
This is making me think harder than I ever have since I’ve been on earth. 🌍😳
@docdust , you’re so clever (and not stupid) what do you think of this???
@funnyoldworld-isnt-it I think you’ve sent me down a rabbit hole.
@muriel-not-the-dim-one Do you want to know my honest opinion? I never trusted Nina and Maggie for one second ... Something's wrong about them, provoking the demons into the bookshop, not being hypnotized my Mr. Fell ... They are very dark horses if you ask me.
On a personal note, who would EVER forget or NOT notice this guy?
The thing is that Nina is, well...
She's special. Not the way you might think, or she might think.
She's one of the realest people on the street, for one.
And a sovereign princess of the land who could easily bring about a Second Coming.
Are you sure Nina is not one of @the-metatron's rogue instruments? In what sense is she "REAL"?
One coming is enough, btw.
@fuckyouheresyourcoffee is one of my people, yes. As are all the 'humans' on Whickber Street in Soho, in some way or another, usually through my relationships with their grandparents.
Aw. Am I, you strange, wrinkled, decrepit fool?
I will melt the flesh off your bones for this. You will prostrate yourself before an un-smiling God and weep, as the flames of my scorn creep up your skin, and only will you achieve salvation then, as your God spits on you in contempt. I hope you achieve anything you wish in life, and only then realize that it is, and ne'er will be enough.
Prostate you say?
I am going to puncture your eyes with an awl. I will raze everything you hold dear to the ground. I will tear out your eyes, and let them dangle in the wind from their optic nerves, like some sort of wind chime.
Hello Nina! Do you happen to have any concoctions that help with anxiety? I’ve been having a bad time mentally lately and really need something to settle my brain.
Yeah, hold on a mo'.
*she disappears in a comical puff of smoke, before re-appearing.*
Here you go. Coconut water. It's got a solid amount of minerals that regulate brain activity in it, so that should help.
Of course, if you don't like coconut (I don't.), have a cup of moon milk. I put ashwagandha and turmeric in it, so it should help with sleeping/calming the brain.
Do you ever stop and think, whether Eve choked on the first piece of meat that She tasted? With a tongue accustomed to fresh, sweet fruit from the Garden, it must have been hard to accept Her fate.
How could the strange texture of warm flesh and the metallic flavour of the blood be reminiscent to the sharp bite of apples, or to the soft ripeness of a fig?
Do you ever wonder if She beat at Her breast, wailing in despair and terror as bile claws up Her throat? Did Her hand curl around Her swollen belly in a furtile attempt to keep away the night?
And when inevitably Her hair turns grey, crows-feet at the corner of Her eyes, smile lines etched deep, does She reach Her hand out to the heavens, bemoaning Her loss, yet smiling, smiling all the same? When Her hand finally slumps down, did it touch Adam's?
There are so many posts about the weirdness around Nina and Maggie, but the thing that has always bothered me the most is that both of them know Aziraphale but neither one of them seems to know Crowley. Like, at ALL. Not even by sight. Which doesn’t make any sense. For the last four years, Crowley has basically been unemployed and homeless (this sentence made me so sad to type). He has had literally NOTHING to do except hang out at Aziraphale’s bookshop. And the vibe at the beginning of s2 is that he’s there a LOT. Like, multiple times per week (“we both get plenty of use out of it, don’t we”). When Aziraphale calls him in the first episode, he says “2 minutes” the way you tell your spouse how long until you’re home from the grocery store, especially if you were on your way home already.
The dialogue goes to great lengths to highlight that Nina and Maggie SHOULD know Crowley, which just heightens the weirdness of it. When they're at the pub, Crowley asks Aziraphale, “What’s wrong with the cafe?” (implying they usually go to the cafe), but Aziraphale made a point of introducing Crowley to Nina in the first episode. And Nina makes a point of saying to Maggie that she always remembers “the regulars," but she doesn't seem to remember Crowley. Of course, she immediately notices both Jim and Muriel outside the bookshop, so she's clearly paying attention to what's happening in the neighborhood and it seems like she couldn't have failed to spot him coming and going all the time.
And Maggie's situation is even weirder. Her whole back story is that she basically grew up IN the bookshop because her grandmother’s record store was essentially in a corner of the bookshop. And yet, when Maggie and Nina see Crowley on the street right before the lightning strike, Nina says, “Do you see that bloke? Six shots of espresso and he's smoking,” and Maggie responds, “I think that man was just struck by lightning.” Which is something you say about someone you’ve never laid eyes on before. She didn’t say, “Oh, that’s Mr. Fell’s friend,” or “I’ve seen him around. He stops by Mr. Fell’s shop a lot.” And then when he comes back, "It's him. The one who was just struck by lightning. The six shots of espresso." Again, no flash of recognition of anything before the current day. This happens immediately after she's just told Nina about knowing Aziraphale since she was little. It’s just weird. Why build a back story that would put her in extremely close proximity to Crowley LITERALLY her entire life and then write dialogue that makes it clear she's never laid eyes on him before?
You could maybe think, well they're just so used to having to hide...but then I asked myself: Does it make sense that the day that you find out there is an extremely dangerous, existence-threatening problem hiding out in your ineffable husband's bookshop is also the day that you would decide to STOP keeping a low profile and start wandering the streets with abandon, introducing yourself to all the local shopkeepers, and ferrying large plants into and out of said bookshop? No. No, it does not.
In any other show, you could assume that the writers just didn’t think about it very carefully. But, given the layers and layers of meaning and symbolism baked into every detail of this show, from the dialogue, to the costuming, the set design, lighting, blocking, etc., and the way that the story folds back on itself again and again, it just feels significant.
I’ve read this over and over. Mr. Fell and Mr. Crowley were very, very careful for 6,000 years.
This is making me think harder than I ever have since I’ve been on earth. 🌍😳
@docdust , you’re so clever (and not stupid) what do you think of this???
@funnyoldworld-isnt-it I think you’ve sent me down a rabbit hole.
@muriel-not-the-dim-one Do you want to know my honest opinion? I never trusted Nina and Maggie for one second ... Something's wrong about them, provoking the demons into the bookshop, not being hypnotized my Mr. Fell ... They are very dark horses if you ask me.
On a personal note, who would EVER forget or NOT notice this guy?
The thing is that Nina is, well...
She's special. Not the way you might think, or she might think.
She's one of the realest people on the street, for one.
And a sovereign princess of the land who could easily bring about a Second Coming.
Are you sure Nina is not one of @the-metatron's rogue instruments? In what sense is she "REAL"?
One coming is enough, btw.
@fuckyouheresyourcoffee is one of my people, yes. As are all the 'humans' on Whickber Street in Soho, in some way or another, usually through my relationships with their grandparents.
Aw. Am I, you strange, wrinkled, decrepit fool?
I will melt the flesh off your bones for this. You will prostrate yourself before an un-smiling God and weep, as the flames of my scorn creep up your skin, and only will you achieve salvation then, as your God spits on you in contempt. I hope you achieve anything you wish in life, and only then realize that it is, and ne'er will be enough.
yes I brew coffee yes I brew concoctions! yes I have a cursed register that fucking bombs you when youve been a bitch! God! they hate it when a Hag has hobbies!
I need some barista advice. My husband and I own a Cafe. He cooks, I serve, we hire a couple of baristas. At the moment we are a barista down so occasionally I need to fill in on the machine. I made a regular a long black. He came back next time and I made him another one. Now he's changed his order. Whilst lamenting this (and to my partner's huge amusement), another regular came in and I made him a long black too. Yesterday he came in, and he now orders tea. Any pointers for improving my barista skills, Nina?
Three tips.
1. Use the correct beans. Pricier does NOT mean better. There's a specific type of bean for each good coffee. Use the Arabia coffee bean for a long black.
2. Use water between 90 to 96°C. Any higher and there'll be a lot of bitter flavors in your coffee. Unless you're into that. Then never mind me.
3. Pre-heat everything. At least, everything you're gonna use to the above-mentioned temperature range. If your mug or whatever is cold, it'll leach the heat away, and that's a no-go.
experiment as you go, really. it's like alchemy.
