This isn’t something I thought I’d ever see. Pretty sweet.
I’m a bit late to this party, but the fine folks over at iA released some very interesting variable fonts. I’ve always liked using their writer; I think I’ll give these a shot in my code editor.
The carajillo at Cicatriz is certainly (and by far) the best I’ve tasted, but it is not, I’ll admit, the one I crave. Because my platonic carajillo is not, by any rational standard, a good drink. It’s cloying and unbalanced and, as Patan pointed out, both utilitarian and over-the-top. It’s irresistibly fusty, the sort of thing my Manischewitz-swilling, Irish-Catholic great-grandmother would have loved. It’s served, as it was the first time I drank it at the classic Cantina Mirador de Chapultepec (a favorite among the city’s famously corrupt politicans), in an oversized brandy snifter under the gracious eye of a bow-tied bartender, elbow-to-elbow with people who couldn’t possibly care less whether it’s actually “good” or not.
It’s a drink that makes you say carajo—fuck it.
One of the best perks of working for Automattic, the company behind WordPress.com, Jetpack, WooCommerce, Happy Tools, Akismet, Gravatar is that every five years you get to take a 3-month, paid sabbatical. It’s a wonderful perk, and if it sounds wonderful to you, check us out.
Mine starts on Monday. So I’m unplugging from Slack, turning off WordPress notifications and spending some time doing off line stuff.
If Lucy has her way, that means a lot of fishing.