Much like curly fries

I've been cleaning house and packing some things for the impending move. In the kitchen, I found an old thermos of coffee. A thermos that had been sealed, in fact, since I last used it -- the drive from San Leandro to Pasadena last December.

I popped it open, and saw no sign of mold. In fact, it still smelled like coffee. It was all I could do not to try a swig.