On Sundays, the coffee is served as sprinkled drops on shattered bits of red-stained glass. The drops are really quite small, and end up as dried up stains in no time. You’ll need to hurry to catch them; but be warned that the glass-bits are certain to cut your hands, if touched; slice your tongue, if licked; and cause substantial bleeding, if smelled. No, I’m afraid we are not quite equipped to serve coffee any other way. Would you like to try something to eat instead? Of course I’ll tell you how that is served, first,