What two brochos am I thinking about?
On two separate occasions I witnessed someone make a brocha with such intensity and concentration that I was literally in awe.
Returning from the kitchen in his mother's apartment with two cans of Coca-Cola and disposable plastic cups, Rabbi Lazer Brody filled up my cup and then filled his own. He then took his plastic cup in his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and very slowly and intently said Shehakol. Before this first meeting in January 2005, I had never in my life witnessed a person make such a brocha.
I witnessed the second brocha last year during my trip to Boro Park. Exiting the small basement bathroom, the Sudilkover Rebbe went over to the sink and washed his hands with a washing cup. He then put one hand on the back of a chair, bowed his head, closed his eyes tightly, and paused for a few seconds. He then said the words of Asher Yatzar with a kavana that I could only dream to have once in my lifetime.
In both of these cases, I think the thing that made these two brochos so memorable to me was the fact that the people saying them stopped and invested so much of themselves in connecting themselves to the source of the blessing. One might expect that a person could make such a brocha if he was rescued from imminent danger or after witnessing something miraculous.
These brochas, however, were made on a simple disposable plastic cup of Coke and after using the bathroom.