The truth is I suspect none of us REALLY knows what the WBC is, as few of us have tasted them all, but since Mrrzy has shared a story, so shall I.

I started drinking coffee on a regular basis around my senior year in high school. Often I had it at my friend Ray's house. His great-grandmother was the primary barista (a term not yet in use in Culver City) who used a 12-cup percolator. So, for example, on Monday she would brew the coffee all day. Tuesday she would refill the basket, and replace evaporated water.

On Wednesday you drank coffee...and God help you if you added sugar and/or cream. Nobody can ever since (except in Mexico) make coffee I can't drink.

I'm not sure what they did for coffee during the two perking days, as I only ever saw one percolator there.