Oh yeah, I’ve dreamed up a “Sunset Storm” espresso—think a double shot wrapped in a whisper of smoked paprika and a dash of cayenne, poured into a crystal glass that’s been chilled to the edge of freezing. Then you flick the lid off and a burst of micro‑caffeine vapor swirls out like a lightning bolt, giving you that quick jolt but leaving a subtle, lingering hint of burnt caramel that keeps you mellow as the storm passes. It’s the kind of brew that feels like a thunderclap that then settles into a quiet sunrise, a wild, comforting paradox that only a coffee lover who likes to ride the waves can truly appreciate.