Last week I wrote about a report that the number of dollar millionaires in Africa has grown quite rapidly — and the number of those worth over 30 million US dollars has grown even faster.
I wondered how much money one person needs — when you have 10 or 20 or 25 million US dollars, why would you need more? How many meals can you eat, or beds can you sleep in, however luxurious?
Well, this week I found the answer to that question. It came in the form of an article about the world’s most expensive cup of coffee.
You thought you had it bad, with the price of rice and petrol rising in leaps and bounds. Spare a thought for the super-rich, who of course have to have only the best, in keeping with their social status. The best doesn’t come cheap.
The world’s most expensive cup of coffee costs 50 British pounds, for a single espresso. Yes, that is about 97 US dollars, 750 SA rands, just under 340 000 Zambian kwacha, and I don’t know how many Tanzanian shillings for a teensy weensy itsy bitsy cup of coffee — about two mouthfuls.
This coffee is so expensive because it is a blend of two rare beans. One bean comes from a hard-to-reach mountain top. The other bean is even harder to find. In Indonesia, civet cats like to eat the best ripe coffee beans. They then digest the fleshy fruit part, and excrete the bean. Workers are then employed to hunt down civet dung, and wash it to reveal the coffee beans. These are then ground up and form part of the fore-mentioned 50-pound espresso.
The poor super-rich. Because of course it’s not just the coffee they have to shell out for. There’s the whole meal that comes before it. And with the world’s most expensive salad on special at 600 British pounds, you can begin to imagine how it all adds up (I won’t mention the main course of prime Japanese beef from cows which have been hand-massaged their entire lives by specially trained masseurs).
So let’s not be angry or resentful or jealous. As you stand at the grocery store till wondering if you have enough money for rice AND chicken, just spare a thought for the ultra-rich, who are paying out small fortunes to drink wild cat poo.
(This first appeared on the Citizen Journalism in Africa site on the 14th of July 2008: www.citizenjournalismafrica.org)